:::sounds of scuffling feet, gradually getting louder::: I pull the thread but my rug isn't unraveling No signs of holes, not one staple, tac, or other things I like the fabric 'cause it's made so good Not even a footprint left on where I stood I vaccum once and you stay clean for about 9 weeks Pet stains will fall but they don't set in, which pleases me Food doesn't mark, nor the spills from the wine And when I tread on you, you smell like pine Glad I bought you Glad I bought you Glad I bought you Glad I bought you You are the perfect rug, the perfect rug, the perfect rug You are the perfect rug, the perfect rug, the perfect rug You are so soft, and very pleasing to the eye I sit on you the moment I step inside I loved your hue straight from the start Without you my motif would fall apart Shoe mud is too impure to smear on you I fear not what will reside on you My home is so perfect with you inside I think you're going to outlive me Glad I bought you Glad I bought you Glad I bought you Glad I bought you You are the perfect rug, the perfect rug, the perfect rug You are the perfect rug, the perfect rug, the perfect rug (ect.) :::Vaccume cleaner solo. Lots of loud, er, sucking noisesgeckolio@aol.com::: Not one, stain on you Not one, stain on you Without you, without you my motif falls apart Without you, I'd have to live on a cold wooden floor Without you, without you my motif falls apart Without you, I'd have to live on a cold wooden floor
