If their love's on skids
Treat your folks like kids
Or your family tree's gonna snap
So to make 'em dig
First, you gotta rig
Uh, what ya gotta rig?
The parent trap
If they lose that zing
And they just won't swing
Then the problem falls in your lap
When your folks are square
Then you must prepare
What ya gotta prepare?
The parent trap
To set the bait
Recreate the date
The first time cupid shot 'em
Get 'em under the moon
Play their favorite tune
John
Marsha
Ya got 'em
You lead 'em back to love
With the velvet glove
'Cause their much too old for the strap
Straighten up their mess
With togetherness
Togetherness
The parent trap
John, they're playing our song
I know it
Oh, mama, what fools we've been
Love's on skids
Treat 'em like kids
Loose that zing
And make 'em swing
Love's a mess
Togetherness
Bless our happy home
Lead 'em back to love
With a velvet glove
'Cause their much too old for the strap
Straighten up their mess
With togetherness
Togetherness
The parent trap
