Jack's Room

Sunday, and mom was cleaning up Jack's room
I could call it the beginning of this household's doom
After knowing her son for 18 years
She did not expect to find these items here

In Jack's room, behind the cupboard
She finds pretty stockings and dresses and heels
In Jack's room, behind the cupboard
She finds pretty dresses and heels

Down the stairs in a confused state of mind
Mother tells dad, "Our son's got something to hide,"
As he follows her back up to Jack's room
Really not knowing what to presume

In Jack's room behind the cupboard
They find pretty stockings and dresses and heels
In Jack's room behind the cupboard
They find pretty dresses and heels

And now Jack's walking home
Thinks there is nothing wrong
He even stopped to buy some flowers
For his dearest folks
'Cause they're such a joke
They want to clean his room for hours

And now Jack's in a confused state of mind
Mother asks him, he doesn't know how to reply
Then dad suddenly goes bright red
And says, "I've got something to confess."

In Jack's room behind the cupboard
They're my pretty stockings and dresses and heels
In Jack's room, behind the cupboard
They're my pretty dresses and heels

In Jack's room, behind the cupboard
They're my pretty stockings and dresses and heels
In Jack's room, behind the cupboard
They find pretty dresses and heels