This death trip is probably harder on her than it is on us.
What do you mean harder on her? We're the ones doing everything around here while she's out there...eating life!
I ate Life once, not a bad cereal...when we run out of the shredded wheat, let's give it another go.
Ma, why don't you go back to bed?
Maybe I'll have some shredded wheat now, that way we'll get to the Life sooner.
Thank You For Being A Friend
Written by Andrew Gold
Sung by Cynthia Fee See more