Lyrics
He's a neighbour, he's well on the path
Ejection booth, polymath
Third grade aviator
Fresh recruit invader
Otherwise, goosed in the air
Eiffel lies and eyes with new turn camera
Don't let him have it, but give him for care
Dandy in the head affair
Send it with "Roger that"
It’s a lot of logic that
Wetting his pants on his first romance
In the third grade air, why do you care?
Why should you care?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
"That's suitcase"
Written by: Bruce Greenwald, Robert Pollard