music and lyrics by Billy Joel/parody by FDA
VERSE 1
Brenda sells books, going door, to door,
Savin' her pennies for rubbers.
Barb-uh-ruh left a short note on the door,
She said, "Bren, let's move out and to Carmel."
But swinging too hard can give you clap.clap.clap.clap......
You oughta know by now.
Who needs a house out in Sabre Swings?
Is that all you get for your money?
Chorus
And it seems we're running out of time,
Cause SWING is what it's all about.
If I have to give SWINGING up.... then I'm movin' out.
Verse 2
Policce Sargent Bill is watching them dance,
He likes to hit on, the bartender.
He hangs at Dad's Bar and Grill down in Poway...
Across from the woman's health center.
He's tradin' in his Police car for a BMER..BMER..BMER.....
You oughta know by now.
If he can't come home and join in our fun,
At least he can sprinkle some fibers.
Chorus
And it seems we're running out of time,
Cause SWING is what it's all about.
If I have to give SWINGING up.... then I'm movin' out.
Verse 3
Damon is dressed, like a girl again...
The pink negligee, from last Easter
He's telling the cops, he was home in bed....
And that the three kids, were with him....
He's taping little magnets to the outside doors...doors..doors.....
You oughta know by now.
If Damon won't follow, our wierd demands...
Then he can spend time, in the slammer...
You should never argue with three crazy gals
You oughta know by now.
You can give us more money for the memorial fund
Is that all you'll give us you cheap stake..
Chorus
And we're really running out of time,
The bugs are what it's all about...
If I have to give SWINGING up.... then I'll pout....