Mudda Papa Song

Ryan Morales - Mudda Papa Song Lyrics - Hello mudda, hello papa Here I am at Camp Grenada Camp's so fun with streaming Wi-Fi And they say we'll learn a lot if the drones can fly Took a hike with my buddy He got blisters, they're so bloody You remember Leonard Spitter He freaked out ‘cause his phone signal's getting slimmer Counselors complain about the food And the lake’s got ducks that brood They tell us no cell phone usage So we read on our tablets and dodge lectures bout 'courage' Now I don’t want you to worry But there’s rumors of a winter flurry You remember Jeffrey Purdy We might need a rescue party Take me home, oh, dear parents Take me home from this wild frontier Don’t leave me out where wildlife roams With hungry wolves and vicious bears Take me home, I promise I’ll not text too much Or break my curfew with such and such Oh, please, I’ve been here a long, long night Dearest papa, lovely mudda How’s my favorite little sibling Let me come home if you’re yearning I’d even endure Aunt Bertha’s squeezing Wait a minute, skies are clearing Friends are laughing, friends are cheering Playing soccer, we feel freer Dear parents, forget this letter, see ya! Lets Go!!!