"Weekend With the Babysitter" as written by Bob Marlette, David Lee Roth and John Lowery....
There goes my beeper
The kids must be in bed
Wake the little rug rats up;
Sleep on the couch instead
Not a peep from your little kids
The babysitter and me got biz

Hours and hours
Of fascinating fun
Quality time
Here I come
Telephone

Her voice is steady she knows
Little Elvis is combat ready
When you wish upon a star
Well, wish no more 'cause
Here I are!

So you think that I got no respect
She's a no limits
Kind of creature
So let's hope that mom and daddy
Are at a triple feature
Suddenly occurs to me
Maybe I need therapy
'Cause I'm also
Hot for teacher


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"Weekend With the Babysitter" as written by David Lee Roth Bob Marlette

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