How do my plans fit in with yours? (Oh) You're such a doll and I'm a boy Where did my parents go? (Oh, oh) I'm not in Italy They like vacation homes Much more than they love me
You're made of plastic, I'm just blood When I was born, you were produced
(I wish I was a toy) (You say: Hahahahahahaha) (And you laugh) (And I cry)
Half of my heart is in your chest I'm not a mama's boy I'd go see Italy I'd go see Tuscany If you could come with me
Maxa-Maximilian, what you waitin' up for? Please, come out and play with us more Izzy-Izzy-Izzybell likes to stay in my house Please, come out and play with us now
M-A-M-A B-O-Y Mama's boy, mama's boy M-A-M-A B-O-Y Mama's boy, mama's boy Mama's boy, mama's boy
M-A-M-A B-O-Y Mama's boy, mama's boy M-A-M-A B-O-Y Mama's boy, mama's boy M-A-M-A B-O-Y Mama's boy, mama's boy M-A-M-A B-O-Y Mama's boy, mama's boy
