1. Wednesday, September 11, 2002

    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