Weekend With the Babysitter - текст песни
Weekend With the Babysitter
There goes my beeper
The kids must be in bed
Wake the little rug rats up;
Sleep on the couch instead
Not a peep from your little kids
The babysitter and me got biz
Hours and hours
Of fascinating fun
Quality time
Here i come-
Telephone
Her voice is steady she knows
Little elvis is combat ready
When you wish upon a star
Well, wish no more `cause
Here i are!
So you think that i got no respect
She's a no limits
Kind of creature
So let's hope that mom and daddy
Are at a triple feature
Suddenly occurs to me
Maybe i need therapy
`cause i'm also
Hot for teacher
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