The window, the window,

The second story window.

If you can't make a rhyme

And sing it on time,

Then throw it out the window!

Mary had a little lamb,

Its fleece was white as snow,

And everywhere that Mary went,

she threw it out the window!

The window, the window,

The second story window.

If you can't make a rhyme

And sing it on time,

Then throw it out the window!