He kayaks down the river-
that starts in grandma's kitchen
As he shoots the rapids-
it's just the faucet drippin'
caught up in a whirlpool
that he can't explain
circling his fingers and
heading down the drain
Two-Two-tell me what it's like to be two
He couldn’t be happier,
playing with a stick
A big wet smile upon his face,
the puppy dog just licked
Splashing in his kiddy pool,
diggin’ in the sand
‘til it’s time to go inside and
play with pots and pans
Two-Two-tell me what it's like to be two
In an outfit whose design
includes a hero’s cape
At naptime, with his furry friends
he plans his first escape
A little startled by the sudden
greeting from the floor
He’d cry for reassurance, but
his freedom means much more
Two-Two-tell me what it's like to be two
Black scribbles on white paper—
psychiatrist's ink-blot
he peels the crayon wrappers—
coloring his thoughts
To stir the fuzzy monster
he merely pushes Pops
Giggles when his grandma
tells the monster "stop"
Two-Two-tell me what it's like to be two
Some might fear an earthquake—
he just grins instead
knowin’ that means daddy's going to
bounce him on the bed
And he is quite certain
to chuckle with delight
when anyone at any time
declares a pillow fight
Two-Two-tell me what it's like to be two
He loves to watch
the way things work,
as fans go round and round
And though he likes to
stack up blocks,
he'd rather knock them down
He likes to run in circles—
to show off his fast feet
And he finds refrigerator
magnets really neat
Two-Two—tell me what it's like to be two
Daddy’s high speed horsey ride
out-gallops all the rest
but when it comes to giving hugs,
mommy is the best
The captain of cute—
he’s been aptly dubbed
Calm and content in
knowin’ that he’s loved
Two-Two-tell me what it's like to be two
Two-Two-tell me what it's like to be two
Tell me what it’s like—
tell me what it’s like—
tell me what it's like to be two
