Kids if you want some fun
Mr. LaPage is your man
He's always laughing, having fun

Showing his films in the den
Come on, come on
Soon you will be eighteen

I think you know what I mean
Don't tell your mama
Your daddy or mama

They'll never know where you been
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Everyone's gone to the movies

Now we're alone at last

Listen to what I say

He wants to show you the way
Right down the hallway with open arms
To teach you a new game to play

Come on, come on
Soon it will be too late
Bobbing for apples can wait

We know you're used to sixteen or more
Sorry we only have eight


CHORUS

Kids if you want some fun

See what you never have seen
Take off your cheaters and sit right down
Start the projection machine


CHORUS