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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