The Kings of Summer Street

THE KINGS OF SUMMER STREET

W/M: Bob Bennett & Don Henry

& Sparklefest 2000/Conway Music Group/Penniless Music (SESAC)

All rights administered by Pen Music Group Inc.

I killed my best friend in the yard today

He had it comin', war is hell

I said "I got ya" and he said "No way"

Then we heard my mama yell

I hate tuna, so he ate tuna

I'm more a peanut butter man

Soda slurpin', the art of burpin'

Things the girls don't understand

My baby sister, she's an alien

Comes from Uranus I presume

We held her off with the remote control

Then we got bored and watch cartoons

I like Porky Pig, he called me a "dorky pig"

And so we wrestled on the floor

Until the voice of doom

Called from the laundry room

"You boys go take that stuff outdoors"

We are the kings of everything

All we survey, everyone we meet

We are the Kings of Summer Street

Nobody knows that we are famous spies

Big brother is our enemy

He's at a summer camp for Russian guys

So we snuck up to his room to see

His secret girlie files, they were wearing only smiles

Saving democracy is swell

And if he ever finds out

What our mission was all about

Who's he gonna tell?

No girls allowed unless we say so

Grown-ups stick to their own crowd

But what do they know?

We'll always be blood brothers

Live next door to each other

Ruling the kingdom of our neighborhood

Living this royal life is pretty good

We are the kings of everything

All we survey, everyone we meet

Just him and me, as you can see

We are the Kings of Summer Street