I love my mom and dad and my brothers too and the groovy way we get along.
But every time the slightest thing goes wrong, Mom starts to sing this familiar song:

Wait ‘til your father gets, until your father gets, wait ‘til your father gets home.

Dad’s not so bad and he seldom gets mad and we aren’t about to desert him
Kids today like to have their own way and what daddy doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

I think my mom’s just swell, but she starts to yell every time we have a blast.

Just wait ‘til your father gets, until your father gets, wait ‘til your father gets home.
"See what I mean."

Wait ‘til your father gets home.
"We know."
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In 1994, Disney's Gargoyles began.