I know, I know. But it has a good beat and you can dance to it. And the little kids are lyric clueless.
Not so much Curly who said "Mommy, what's drunk?"
"It's one you drink so much of a certain kind of drink that you aren't in control of yourself and you say and do dumb things that you would never do if you hadn't had too much to drink. It happens when you drink too much wine or beer or some other drinks."
Eyes wide and frightened, she whispered "Too much chocolate milk?"
"No," I reassured her. "You are okay with chocolate milk."
"Diet Coke?" she whispered again, fearful now of my habit (Yes, I picked it back up. I'm weak.)
"Not Diet Coke. Now go dance."
It's so cute how they can know so much and still know so little.