Lyrics

(Jackson, Ridarick)

See the little baby sittin’ in his highchair

Staring down at an empty tray

Here comes Mama, comin’ round the corner

Bet he won’t like what she’s got on the plate

Carrots, peas, broccoli, beets

Little baby starts to scream

Wait a minute, wait a minute - what’s Mama eating

A box of Rocky Road ice cream!



Ahhh-Everybody’s got something to say

Ahhh-Go on, get out of the way



Goin to a party, y’know you’re looking nice

Got your eye on a guy from the neighborhood

Best friend tells ya, don’tcha don’tcha do it

I’m telling you he ain’t no good

Later in the evening, where’s your best friend now 

She ain’t been seen for half the night

Find out later, word around town

She was seen walking out with your guy



Ahhh-Get on, let’s go for a ride
Ahhh-Everybody’s got something to hide




Do as I say, they tell you

Not as I do

Just watch as I totally mess up my life

While I’ve got all the answers for you

Do as I say, not as I do



Everywhere you go, everyone you meet,

They’re telling what you can’t do

Every single time - I can guarantee

You know they’re doing it, too



Ahhh-Everybody’s got something to hide

Ahhh-Get on, let’s go for a ride



Just watch as I totally screw up my life

While I just wag my finger at you