Oh shepherd, Oh Bo-Peep
You could never hold me
Your hands are too full
Said “Get your sh#t together, baby herd your sheep
If you counted all your problems, maybe you could get to sleep
It’s all about you, no it’s not about me
Get your sh#t together, baby herd your sheep”
I said, “Get your sh#t together” (Together)
Portable rain cloud, feeling
Under the weather, you
Wear it around like a
A wool sweater
No, it only gets better
Wish I’d never overthink
When that water gets hot
And then the sweater starts to shrink
One red sock and all the whites turn pink
One red sock and all the whites turn pink
One red
Oh shepherd, Oh Bo-Peep
Well, you could never hold me
‘Cause your hands are too full (I can see you’re hurting, I can see you’re hurting)
Said, “Get your sh#t together, baby herd your sheep
If you counted all your problems, maybe you could get to sleep
It’s all about you, no it’s not about me
Get your sh#t together, baby herd your sheep”
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Evann McIntosh Lyrics – BOPEEP