Lyrics:

Well your momma. Your momma well she says
she's alright, You know she just don't care.
Livin alone in a big dome light Feelin
the breeze in her hair, Well won't cha comma, A
babble on, A won't cha come along - babble
on, come along, a babble on won't cha come
along, cause we're

Livin a land of Vertual Reality,

Ooh & my baby's at home in bed, Ooh well & I'm
alone in my head

She long for my wicked wind my lover long for
my stare, She long for my lady right, Woman
please don't bite my stare, my stare, but comma
momma babble on, Won't cha come along

well Babble on, come along, a Babble on, won't
cha come along, cause we're

Livin in a land of virtual reality

Ooh & my baby's at home in bed, Ooh well & I'm
alone in my head

She long for my wicked wind, My lover long for
my stare, She long for my lady right, woman
please don't bite my care, my care, but comma
momma babble on, won't cha come along