Weezer

What's with these homies, dissin' my girl
Why do they gotta front
What did we ever do to these guysi
That made them so violent
Woo-hoo, but you know I'm yours
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine
Woo-hoo, and that's for all time
Woo-ee-oo I look just like Buddy Holly
Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moorei
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that
Don't you ever fear, I'm always there
I know that you need help
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit
You need a guardian