Johnny's Room - The Bobs

There are two things I can’t stand

And one of them is your mom

What is just as bad is your dad

Why did we have to come?

This is the Eighties, it should be understood

That we sleep together

We’ve been together for a month now

Why are they so uptight?

When they invited us to dinner

I didn’t know it meant «spend the night»

I helped with dishes

Your mother told me all about when you were small

And then she said:

Before it gets too late I’ll show you where

You’ll sleep tonight

You’ll share a room with Johnny

Over be and be, we watched TV

Me and you and your mom and dad

When the news came on, your dad yawned

And said «Come on, dear, let’s go to bed»

We stayed on the couch there

And then your dad came downstairs and said

«Hey, kids, let’s go!»

I bumped my head getting into bed

In Johnny’s lower bunk

I couldn’t sleep, 'cause the little creep

Snored and his tennis shoes stunk

I listened to this fish tank

And the bubbles seemed to be saying to me:

Before it gets too late I’ll show you where

You’ll sleep tonight

You’ll share a room with Johnny

At two a.m. I couldn’t help myself

I tiptoed down the hall to your door

But then your dad came out and said

«Where are you going?»

«I guess I lost my way to the bathroom»

Before it gets too late I’ll show you where

You’ll sleep tonight

You’ll share a room with Johnny