Lyrics
Don’t Run in the Hall
© 1999 by Marla Lewis
Don’t run in the hall
You’ll tumble and fall!
And hit your behind,
And wind up cryin’
I’m down on my knees,
Beggin’ you please:
Don’t run in the hall!
Don’t fly down the stairs!
Some kid’ll be there
Right smack in your path!
You’re sure to crash!
I’m beggin’ you please:
That kid might be ME!
Don’t fly down the stairs!
Keep right, stay in line
I know I must sound like a terrible bore!
Step light, take your time
Or you could end up in a pile on the floor!
Don’t run in the hall
You’ll tumble and fall!
And hit your behind,
And wind up cryin’
I’m down on my knees,
Beggin’ you please:
Don’t run in the hall!
Brothers and sisters!
Lemme tell ya ‘bout my friend Bill.
That’s right, he ran in the hall!
And now he’s in the hospital, with bruises,
From his head to his shoeses,
‘Cause he ran in the hall!
I’m not kiddin’, children, so listen:
