Ken & Matt

“Whatcha Namin’ Dat Babeey”

Spreading Oak Records

Well, Mollie & Greg got murried

up by the Frisco bay

she was a writer and he was an artist

but somehow they both got paid

They took a little trip down the highway,

headed for the town of LA

they rented a joint by the Hubbardites,

and had barbecues all day

One afternoon they was driving,

over by the Franklin Hills

and bought a big house with a raccoon pond

and all the nice fish got killed

(bridge)

Then molli got a secret assignment

They sent her off to ‘Nam

But she took a little trip to the monastery,

And the swami sang her a song

(chorus)

He said, ‘Ladeeey, don’t be

Lazeey,

Go back to california,

Have yourself a

Babeey

He said, ‘Ladeeey, don’t be

Lazeey,

Go back to california,

Have yourself a

Babeey

(verse)

Now greg he couldn’t believe it,

When he heard what the mullah said,

So he hunkered down to paint in the garage,

Listening to ‘love and theft’

He knew just what was coming,

He knew he was in for a chore,

And the next three years they’d be up all night,

Changing diapers and mopping the floor

(bridge)

‘Cause they’d heard when yer growin’ a baby,

You both get mean and weird

But she was doin’ yoga and hiking up mountains,

Greg quit drinkin’ beer

(chorus)

And we said, ‘Ladeey, we’re

Goin’ crazeeey,

Just lay it on down now,

Whatcha namin’ that

Babeey?

And we said, ‘Greggie, we’re

Goin’ crazeeey,

Just lay it on down now,

Whatcha namin’ that

Babeey?

(horrible end)

Is it

Charley or Jar Jar,

Pfeiffer or Thigpen,

Dweezil or Lemur

or Little baby Big Ben

Antonio

Sideshow Joe

Flippy or Ian

please not Russell Crowe

Danny or Sweet Pea,

George W. Picket,

Pablo Picasso

or Lemony Snicket?

Gumby or Theodore

Elvis or Skidmore

Homer or Moses,

Solomon or POTUS,

Or could it be Kobe?

Please let it be Kobe

Need a little Kobe

Give Us the Kobe!

KOBE KOBE KOBE KOBE KOBE KOBE

(c) 2002 Name Him Kobe Productions