Yeah,
Bert, why don't you go around,
drive around
Elm
Street.
Apparently there's some kind of ruckus
a kid that doesn't want to share.
It's not only the kid that doesn't want to share,
the parent doesn't want to give up his credit card.
I asked for the credit card.
There's gotta be a hundred dif
ferent toys in my toy box.
There's army men and fire
trucks and building blocks
Don't get any ideas about
playing with them
You'll have to play with nothing
if you want to be my friend
Yes I know it ain't fair, well I don't care
I don't like to share
I don't want to share
I don't want to share
There's a box of chocolate chip
cookies on my table
Don't you try to take one,
you'll be unable
I don't care if you're hungry
I don't care if you're feeling faint
You might think you'll take just one,
but I say no you ain't
I realize it's not fair and I don't care
Cause I don't like to share
I don't know how it got to be this way
And I don't know why no one wants
to play with me no more
There are 27 marbles on the floor
My
Uncle
Earl bought them for me at the store
I'd kinda like to share them,
but no one wants to play
I guess if you don't share,
all your friends will go away
Now I'm sitting all alone in a chair,
cause I don't like to share
If only a friend would call
I'd share my things, yes,
I would share them all
So come on over to my house
I'll even share my remote
control electric mouse
You can race it up and down the hall
I'll even share my brand new basketball
And now I'm aware it's only fair,
it's so much fun to share
I like to share, now I like to share
It's so much fun to share
I like to share
Now I love to share
I like to share
It's so much fun to share
I like to share
Yeah, most of the time, I like to sail