Lyrics:

He walked on down the hall...
Walked on down the hall

He said, 'Mother...'
'Father, I want to kill you...'
'Mother...
I want to cook you breakfast...
I want to cook you breakfast, Mother...
Mother...I wanna cook you breakfast...
Then I wanna...I wanna borrow the car...
Then I wanna borrow the car...
Then I wanna...'

Ooooooooooh
Trying to make a woman match your moves
Ooooooooooh
And I'm sharing in the Weekapaug groove
Trying to make a woman match your moves
Ooooooooooh
And I'm sharing in the Weekapaug groove
Trying to make a woman match your moves
Ooooooooooh
And I'm sharing in the Weekapaug groove