Buddy Holly Weezer Album: Weezer What's with these homies dissin' my girl Why do they gotta front What did we ever do to these guys That made them so violent [Ooh-Ooh] But you know I'm yours [Ooh-Ooh] And I know you're mine And that's why... We-ooh, I look just like Buddy Holly Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore I don't care what they say about us anyway I don't care about that Don't you ever fear; I'm always there I know that you need help Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit You need a guardian Bang-bang knockin' on the door Another bang-bang get down on the floor Oh no, what do we do Don't look now but I lost my shoe I can't run and I can't kick Whatsa matter babe, are you feelin' sick Whatsa matter, whatsa matter, whatsa matter with you Whatsa matter, babe, are you feelin' blue Source: From a posting on alt.music.lyrics