Here comes your,
We dreamed of being free, (so free)
But now we know,
That that can never be,
You're what friends are all about,
You kicked those lying shorties out, (kick them out ya'll)
Mabel: Starting to feel guilty here...
Who's that girl who's so aiight,
Tucks us into bed at night,
Holds the fan up while we're sing,
Keeps me entertained with string!
My shirt was wrinkled till,
she pressed it,
Chews our food,
so we could digest it,
He was evil, mean, and reckless,
you gave me this candy necklace!
Other folks we could never trust,
But we know,
That you'd never lie to us.
We know you love us SoOoOo
Mabel: And that's why I've got to let you go.