| Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
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| Ring around the rosy and I’ll catch you if I can
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| And if you don’t say may I, then you’ll have to start again
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| But first you must indulge me and count from one to ten
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| Let the game begin
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| I adore you when you touch me
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| Pin the tail upon the donkey, you will surely win
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| And if you don’t say may I, then I’ll pass the cake around
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| And I won’t give you any, but you won’t make a sound
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| You don’t eat soap, anyhow
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| Red light, green light, blue light, yellow light
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| You can take three giant steps or a baby step will do
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| But if you don’t say may I, then I’ll march you out the door
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| Where you’ll be contemplating the numbers one to four
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| I hope you’re keeping score
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| Cause if you don’t say may I, then I’ll get you with the hose
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| And spoil your Sunday clothes Will it please you if I tease you
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| While you’re at the spindry, I’ll pass the pie around
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| But you won’t make a sound
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| You don’t eat blackbird anyhow
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| There’s four and twenty reasons why it can’t be wrong
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| How long have you been gone
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| Finders, keepers, losers, weepers
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| Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater
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| Wear your sneakers around sound sleepers |