Because!

--For the reason of "because I feel like it," the chorus I made up for a song that does not exist. (In other words, I wrote the chorus and couldn't write anything good for the rest.)

--Also, the title of this blog does involve the word "sprinkles," which means I should really put more small things on here.

--That's what she said.



Baby had a good boy,
she had a good boy
who let her dooooown!
Baby had a good boy,
she had a good boy
who ran out of toooooown!
He did all the right things,
said all the right words,
but all his promises
were meant for the birds--
Baby had a good boy
and now she wants something baaaaaaaaaaad!



--This is best sung at the top of the lungs, in the car, on the way home from work. Trust me.