Mail myself to you

Quinn thinks it's been too long since she's seen Gramma and Papa. She wishes she could mail herself to them:



Lyrics:
I'm gonna wrap myself in paper,
I'm gonna dab myself with glue,
Stick some stamps on top of my head;
I'm gonna mail myself to you.

I'm gonna tie me up in red string,
I'm gonna tie blue ribbons too,
Climb up in my mail box;
I'm gonna mail myself to you.

When you see me in your mail box,
Cut the strings and let me out;
Wash the glue off of my fingers,
Stick some bubble gum in my mouth.