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 CHORUS: 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