Pony Up! - Matthew Modine lyrics

We thought you looked super cute In your lover(?) jogging suit You were trying to make your way So you could be the best in state But you know, we're just crazy for you You're the only thing we want to do Butwe know you've got a wife And we're sure she's really nice And we know you've got some kids And we could be your kids But are you into polygamy? Cause we are like Totally free We could move to New York state And we could go on lots of dates And you could bring along Phoebe Cates Please bring along Phoebe Cates! Oh Matthew Modine We want to be your blow job queens Oh Matthew Modine We think that you are peachy keen Oh Matthew Modine It's hard Trying to get through medical school But you did (why? why?) because you f**ing rule! Yes it is, a girl at the motor inn Come on, come on, come on, come on And live with us in sin Well you're a double veteran And you've been on Letterman At the Academy Awards You have rudely been ignored Well your middle name's Avery And you an Aries And you just turned forty three Save some birthday cake for me (me! me! me! me!) You're a** is like no other It gets us hot and bothered You're movies make us scream and cry We wish you were a single guy Oh Matthew Modine (crazy rounds of 'we're going mad with unrequited love' [?]) Oh Matthew Modine You give us creamy jeans