Letra de 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