Now Son... Mine I want, I want mine, I want mine... I caught you when your line got disconnected trouble Respect the hive It seems like days since you rejected Your mom and I Will help you dance through your bad weather Young love is fine Just please respect the candles as they line Now Son! I want mine, I want mine, I want mine... I won't waste my, wont waste my time, I won't waste mine Won't waste my time I know there will be times You wonder why it can't stay simple Your mom and I To pet your head and dress your lettuce Don't work all night And split your hair and sleep on numbers Young love is bright Just please respect the candles in a line Now Son!...