Well your momma. Your momma well she says she's alright
You know she just don't care
Livin alone in a big dome light Feelin the breeze in her hair
Well won't cha comma
A babble on, A won't cha come along
Babble on, come along, a babble on

Won't cha come along, cause we're

Livin a land of Virtual Reality

Ooh & my baby's at home in bed
Ooh well & I'm alone in my head

She long for my wicked wind my lover
Long for my stare, She long for my lady right
Woman please don't bite my stare
My stare, but comma momma babble on
Won't cha come along

Well Babble on, come along
A Babble on, won't cha come along, cause we're

Livin in a land of virtual reality

Ooh & my baby's at home in bed
Ooh well & I'm alone in my head
She long for my wicked wind
My lover long for my stare
She long for my lady right
Woman please don't bite my care
My care, But comma momma babble on
Won't cha come along...
(c) 2002 Island Def Jam Music Group