We thought you looked super cute

In your lover(?) jogging suit

You were trying to make your way

So you could be the best in state


But you know, we're just crazy for you

You�re the only thing we want to do


Butwe know you've got a wife

And we're sure she's really nice

And we know you've got some kids

And we could be your kids


But are you into polygamy?

Cause we are like

Totally free

We could move to New York state

And we could go on lots of dates

And you could bring along Phoebe Cates

Please bring along Phoebe Cates!


Oh Matthew Modine

We want to be your blow job queens

Oh Matthew Modine

We think that you are peachy keen

Oh Matthew Modine


It's hard

trying to get through medical school

But you did (why? why?) because you fucking rule!


Yes it is, a girl at the motor inn

Come on, come on, come on, come on

And live with us in sin


Well you're a double veteran

And you've been on Letterman

At the Academy Awards

You have rudely been ignored


Well your middle name's Avery

And you an Aries

And you just turned forty three

Save some birthday cake for me (me! me! me! me!)


You're ass is like no other

It gets us hot and bothered

You're movies make us scream and cry

We wish you were a single guy

Oh Matthew Modine


(crazy rounds of 'we're going mad with unrequited love' [?])


Oh Matthew Modine

You give us creamy jeans