(Hey)

How do my plans fit in with yours? (Oh)
You're such a doll and I'm a boy
Where did my parents go? (Oh, oh)
I'm not in Italy
They like vacation homes
Much more than they love me

You're made of plastic, I'm just blood
When I was born, you were produced

(I wish I was a toy)
(You say: Hahahahahahaha)
(And you laugh)
(And I cry)

Half of my heart is in your chest
I'm not a mama's boy
I'd go see Italy
I'd go see Tuscany
If you could come with me

Maxa-Maxa-Maximilian, what you waitin' up for?
Please, come out and play with us more
Izzy-Izzy-Izzybell likes to stay in my house
Please, come out and play with us now

M-A-M-A B-O-Y
Mama's boy, mama's boy
M-A-M-A B-O-Y
Mama's boy, mama's boy
Mama's boy, mama's boy

M-A-M-A B-O-Y
Mama's boy, mama's boy
M-A-M-A B-O-Y
Mama's boy, mama's boy
M-A-M-A B-O-Y
Mama's boy, mama's boy
M-A-M-A B-O-Y
Mama's boy, mama's boy