Dry hands dry hands you give my face a glower.
Dry hands dry hands you feel full of flour.
The problem is with the foodsafety biz
is I wash my hands every hour.
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Between that and the dishes it leaves me with wishes
that hydration was My superpower.
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Dry hands dry hands those pots I had to scour
Have shrivelled my hands
But at least now those pans
Are all in a lovely clean tower.
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Dry hands dry hands
there’s a simple enough solution
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dry hands dry hands
It helps with your skin’s constitution
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Lotion up, buttercup
When you have the time
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Oh wait that’s funny, my dear honey,
‘Cause idle hands is a crime.
For to lotion a hand means to pause and to stand
And to cover that hand with slime.
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So though soft hands are nice
I’ll get back to the rice
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And keep on thinking in rhyme.
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