

Prompt / Lyrics
[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)
Tags
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
1:56
No
2/23/2026