M.O.M.

Daddy was cool for the motor pool
Make a bigger man look like a fool
That’s no lie
He was havin' fun when the man with the gun cocked that shit back and cried, «Do you wanna die?»
With a moustache for days
You’ve got it made
Pour Heineken green
Over everything
That’s my old man
I’m reading about you in the papers
That’s my old man
Second hand you sure sound fine
Big, big plans
But now all you are is just vapors
That’s my old, my old, my old man
Puff up his chest bigger than the rest
You’d be hard pressed to find someone dressed
Half as fine
Rolex on your wrist
Guitar at your fist
There was no beat that you could not complete
You’re right on time
Cellular telephone
Sweet baritone
Like Magnum P.I.
That’s one hell of a guy
That’s my old man
I’m reading about you in the papers
That’s my old man
Second hand you sure sound fine
Big, big plans
But now all you are is just vapors
That’s my old, my old, my old man
Jump back, Jack
This cat don’t bounce
And all of the women they would sigh
Had an ejector seat in your rental car
I best be good or I’ll fly
Singin' too tall for me
It’s too tall for you
I hope you’ll agree
If you know what’s good for you
Do you know?
Do you know?
That it’s too tall for me
It’s too tall for you
Do you know?
Do you know?
I hope you’ll agree
If you know what’s good for you
Do you know?
Do you know?