Lyrics
Oh drat these chores I'm facing Oh drat these chores I'm facing Oh drat these chores I'm facing Ain't gonna do 'em this morning Oh sweep and dust can wait now Oh sweep and dust can wait now Stella will sweep while I'm out grazing Stella will sweep while I'm out grazing Cuz Stella's turn has come this dawning To make these floors a-shining beaming Oh mop and scrub, she'll do it gladly Oh mop and scrub, she'll do it gladly With her broom swishing softly (softly) She'll whisk away the dirt so lofty (lofty) And with a hum she'll polish, prancing (prancing) Leaving the windows crystal, glancing (glancing) Now Stella grabs her trusty feather duster (duster) Makes those shelves shine without a fluster (fluster) With every sweep, she's moving faster (faster) While I'm just lounging, a restful master (master) She deals with stains and dust assembling (sembling) While I lay back, in dreams I'm trembling (trembling) But still, our roles are clear this morning (morning) I'm the king of couch, with no forewarning (warning) With Stella here, the chores ain't dreary (ain't dreary) She battles grime, and never weary (not weary) I owe her so much, it's crystal clear (so clear) For Stella's work deserves a cheer (hip-hip cheer) [Chorus] That's why I deeply appreciate my Stella (my Stella) In the home, she's quite the stellar (quite the stellar)
