(ok Tom take a drink now... (laughing) )
My oh my, can you save my life?
It doesnÂt have to mean looking out for me.
Hey now look at you, way cool, on time.
ThereÂs no room for Mamacita.
Sit tight, sheÂd say.
A ok and thatÂs what you'll say while falling on the ground, leaves in her hair.
Hey now look at you, way cool on time.
Tom:(hey, hey guys, hey ,I think...hey... hey dude, dude, Jim Zatrioni!)
Jim: (we hate , we hate you! we're nazi! we're nazi! woaaahh)
Tom:(scientific riff)