text: Your Mammas yapping in the back seat
  Tell her to push over and move them big feet
  Every Monday morning I gotta drive her down to the unemployment agency
  Well this morning I aint fighting tell her I give up
  Tell her she wins if shell just shut up
  But its the last time that shes gonna be riding with me
  You can tell her theres a hot sun beating on the black top
  She keeps talking shell be walking that last block
  She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight
  Well I got some beer and the highways free
  And I got you, and baby youve got me
  Hey, hey, hey what you say Sherry Darling
  Now theres girls melting on the beach
  And theyre so fine but so far out of reach
  Cause Im stuck in traffic down here on 53rd street
  Now Sherry my love for you is real
  But I didnt count on this package deal
  And baby this car just aint big enough for her and me
  You can tell her theres a hot sun beating on the black top
  She keeps talking shell be walking that last block
  She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight
  Well I got some beer and the highways free
  And I got you, and baby youve got me
  Hey, hey, hey what you say Sherry Darling
  Well let there be sunlight, let there be rain
  Let my broken heart love again
  Sherry we can run with our arms open wide before the tide
  To all the girls down at Sacred Heart
  And all you operators back in the Park
  Say hey, hey, hey what you say Sherry Darling
  Say, hey, hey, what you say Sherry Darling
  Say, hey, hey, hey, what you say Sherry Darling