I've got ninjas
sitting on a couch in my room.
Days in Virginia.
Running from the hands of doom.

My mom, she wasn't there,
my dad, he didn't care.
And everywhere I went
the ninjas had been sent.

And now I'm getting older,
I'm saving up to buy a new car.
Well if you left all the shopping bags,
drive into the beak out in Lowe.

The things all by today
I'll probably thorugh away.
And nothing means that much
if we can't stay in touch.

Shooting my mouth off in the dark doesn't make me feel happy.
And even if you told your jokes in french, they wouldn't be funny.
So let's pack up the car, pack up the car and spend our money.
'Cause I haven't eat, my stomachs just a little bit hungry.