[Verse 1: Jacob]

All the small things that you do are starting to make me think

If I'm crazy or straights just the way that I can't think

There's nothing you can do to change the way that I think of you

'Cause your son is my mate

And that's the truth

[Chorus: Tom, with Jake]

It's wrong on every level

Because you are parental

Miss Redhead's crazy when she calls me monsieur

You don't know her, but you'll really know her when you see her

Now everybody thinks you're hot

And the summer's nearly over

Miss Kiwi has already got the key to my heart

[Verse 2: Noah]

Wish I could bring you back in time like Wyatt Donnelly

Or use a flux capacitor and drive in flames down the street

[Outro: Tom]

Key to my heart

My heart