Pony Up! — Matthew Modine lyrics

Lyrics

Ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
We thought
You looked super cute
In your
Rubber jogging suit
You were
Trying to make your weight
So you
Could be the best in state
Well you know
We’re just crazy for you
You’re the only
Thing we want to do
But we 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
Ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
Poppa ooh moow moow
Poppa ooh moow muh moow
It’s hard
Trying to get through medical school
But you did (why? why?)
Because you fucking rule!
You seduce
A girl at the motor inn
Come on, 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 are an Aries
And you just turned forty three
Save some birthday cake for me (me! me! me! me! me!)
Your ass is like no other
It gets us hot and bothered
Your movies make us scream and cry
We wish you were a single guy
Oh Matthew Modine
Here to Matt of unrequited love
We’re just going mad with unrequited love
We’re just going mad with unrequited love
We’re just going mad with unrequited love
Oh Matthew Modine
You give us creamy jeans