I Don't Like To Share - Peter Himmelman

Why don’t you go around?

Drive around Elm street!

Apparently, there’s some kind of ruckus, a kid that doesn’t wanna share

It’s not only the kid that doesn’t wanna share, the parents…

There’s gotta be a hundred 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 nothin' 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 like to share

I don’t like to share

There is 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 feelin' 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

twenty-seven marbles on the floor

My uncle Earl bought them for me at the store

I 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 sittin' 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-controlled 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 love to share, now I love to share

It’s so much fun to share

I love to share, now I love to share

It’s so much fun to share

I love to share, now I love to share

It’s so much fun to share