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