We’re Off to Your Mom’s House

[Verse 1]
We’re off to your mom’s house
Packed in the car
Four deep
We brought her some flowers
And a promise we’ll keep
We’ll be charming
We’ll be quiet
(so polite, so polite)
Till somebody starts a pillow fight tonight
[Chorus]
We’re off to your mom’s house (your mom’s house!)
Try to keep a straight face
Try to act grown
But every time she walks in
We feel right at home
We’re off to your mom’s house (your mom’s house!)
Singing sweet and a little too loud
Tell her we’re sorry ‘bout the bed
It was an accident
We swear it on the clouds
[Verse 2]
We leaned on the headboard
Just to hit that high note
One wobble
Two creaks
Then it went like a boat
We tumbled
We stumbled
(oh no, oh no)
Then we heard her footsteps coming down the hall so slow
[Chorus]
We’re off to your mom’s house (your mom’s house!)
Try to fix the frame and straighten the sheet
Tell her we’re sorry ‘bout the bed
It was an accident
The springs just met the beat
We’re off to your mom’s house (your mom’s house!)
Blushing bright but we still sing proud
Tell her we’re sorry ‘bout the bed
It was an accident
We really say it out loud (so loud)

Classic barbershop quartet, male vocals, bright and bouncy swing feel. Tight close harmonies, plenty of ringing barbershop chords and playful call-and-response. Start light and staccato, then open into big sustained tags and comedic pauses for punchlines. Minimal backing: just snaps and foot stomps for rhythmic emphasis., barbershop