Stratford Landing
[Verse 1]
Otis was a kid in my first grade
Who shit his pants and made the teacher tirade
She made us stand up to smell our butts
Can't really complain
This sucks!
[Verse 2]
April was a girl in my fifth grade
Walked her home, my friends put me on parade
Snot wipes up better, small green sweater
Can't really complain
Whatever it's about
Hey!
They can't hurt me now!