In '92 this Game was brand new, this New thing to do, we called it Mario Paint! It came with mouse and plastic mousepad! A game I wish every house had! Artistic visions become decisions No criticisms to work through It tugs my heart strings And that's just the start screen Inside your art dreams await you So make a bee Make a Mii (Make a Mii) Or make a symphony (arf meow meow meow meow) Mario Paint, it ain't just quaint It's a playdate where playmates don't nay-say what you say Like an art class where you don't feel gay Ahem Adjust brush size, swat some flies, And then you realize (then you realize) Other games are not the same It's a canvas to brandish outlandish things all day Where a nerdy kid was safe to play We were Mario Paintin' Drawing and animatin' Were we throwing a ball? Were we outside at all? Nope We were Mario Paintin' (we were Mario Paintin') You know my mom was faintin'! (you know my mom was faintin') Younger generations started looking into their heart Creating pieces of art What an outlet for a kid experimenting with choice Finding his creative voice So whenever I spout off with words like mofo or taint You can thank Mario Paint (Cha cha cha)