Standard (EADGBE)

 We thought you looked super cute

 In your lover jogging suit

 You were trying to make your way

 So you could be the best in state

 But you know, we’re just crazy for you

 You’re the only thing we want to do

 Butwe know you’ve got a wife

 And we’re sure she’s really nice

 And we know you’ve got some kids

 And we could be your kids

 But are you into polygamy?

 Cause we are like

 Totally free

 We could move to New York state

 And we could go on lots of dates

 And you could bring along Phoebe Cates

 Please bring along Phoebe Cates!

 Oh Matthew Modine

 We want to be your blow job queens

 Oh Matthew Modine

We think that you are peachy keen

Oh Matthew Modine

[the same scheme from the beggining]

It’s hard

trying to get through medical school

But you did (why? why?) because you fucking rule!

Yes it is, a girl at the motor inn

Come on, come on, come on, come on

And live with us in sin

Well you’re a double veteran

And you’ve been on Letterman

At the Academy Awards

You have rudely been ignored

Well your middle name’s Avery

And you an Aries

And you just turned forty three

Save some birthday cake for me (me! me! me! me!)

You’re ass is like no other

It gets us hot and bothered

You’re movies make us scream and cry

We wish you were a single guy

Oh Matthew Modine

 Oh Matthew Modine

 You give us creamy jeans