My liberated parents
They're going out tonight
They read the happiest magazines
They've loosened their uptights
Dad's wearing real tight Levis
And some Gucci tennis shoes
He's got a T-shirt custom made for him
Sayin' "Give Me Pot Not Booze"
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I get a kiss goodbye
I get all numb and high
From all the smoke left on their breath
I smile and wish them well
Then I pray like hell
They go and dance themselves to death
Mom's hair is all green and dirty
She wears a high-tech Devo suit
She changed her name to 'Xerox'
She hides Quaaludes in her boots
Oh, me, I'm real embarrassed
When I hear the things they do
They kinda compromise my social position
My coolitivity is suffering too
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Come on momma, come on daddy
Come on skinny, come on fatty
Shake it Martha
Shake it Larry
Shake it Mr. Coronary
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