I hope this gives a global smile to all of us who are paint'n, write'n that novel we put in the back of the files, shift'n furniture round, clean'n out garages... and... if you're a fool like me, remove'n wallpaper..
3 layers of the stuff.

This is my music... I have it on a loop with Rhumba Man.
(During that rhumba part... gotta admit... I just kinda dance around:)

ok... here goes!

First... I gather strength and courage from the first eight bars of C.

Dig in with the steamer - busy as a bee.

I buzz around and wet the paper stick'n to my walls.

Devoted to the job at hand
I ignore Sarah with her tennis ball.

Slow down a bit as we enter Minor
Oh! Rachi! you are such a super star!

As I scratch and scrape up goo...
Wish I was dressed in feathers, listen'n to you.
I think I would have looked good in feathers.. and a velveteen  dress.

Sit'n in Opera Hall, rapped
In Victorian noblesse.

Then we take some deep deep breaths and watch glow drip off my nose

With G minor... I strike a victorious pose...
Glare at the wall and
Match the rising beat...
Rachi's chords tip me up to toe
As I attack the evil glue!

Of course, when the audience claps... I take a gracious curtsey...

And inform the rest of the wall its doom will be down and dirty!

And then, to celebrate my furious assault,
I get to rhumba
With Winchester and Buffet!

Yeehaw!