Mama's Boy

Hey, hey 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 (Hahahaha) When I was born, you were produced I wish I was a toy (Hahahaha) 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-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