Оригинален текст
Well your momma. Your momma well she says shes alright,
You know she just dont care.
Livin alone in a big dome light Feelin the breeze in her hair,
Well wont cha comma,
A babble on, A wont cha come along
babble on, come along, a babble on
wont cha come along, cause were
Livin a land of Virtual Reality,
Ooh & my babys at home in bed,
Ooh well & Im alone in my head
She long for my wicked wind my lover
long for my stare, She long for my lady right,
Woman please dont bite my stare,
my stare, but comma momma babble on,
Wont cha come along
well Babble on, come along,
a Babble on, wont cha come along, cause were
Livin in a land of virtual reality
Ooh & my babys at home in bed,
Ooh well & Im alone in my head
She long for my wicked wind,
My lover long for my stare,
She long for my lady right,
woman please dont bite my care,
my care, But comma momma babble on,
wont cha come along...
(c) 2002 Island Def Jam Music Group