2 Weeks in Dizkneelande Lyrics

You're not my father
You're not my friend
You're just a stranger fillin' in, yeah

Convince my family
Good kid I am
You'll take me down to Dizkneelande, yeah

Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me

Why aren't we flyin'?
You'd rather drive
Hotels are fun along the way, yeah

You scrub me wet
You dry me clean
We're off to spend the day with Mickey, yeah

Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me

Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me

Come back for dinner
Ice cream dessert
Sit on your lap and watch the tube, yeah

Nighttimes for grownups
Bathe me to bed
You scrub me, rub me, rub me
Tuck me in and we pretend

Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me

Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me

Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me
Help me, help me