[JASON:]
Just look at me
I'm a world-class traveler
Each Friday night
Travel travel travel
From her house to his house
First take the 104
With my computer
I am just a little kid
Not a commuter
And each Sunday night
Mother comes to get me
And I hear them fight
Everybody's yelling about the bar mitzvah
It's not a wrestling match
Why are they sweating?
It's not a funeral
What's so upsetting?
It's a celebration
Where I get presents
But everybody's yelling
And everybody's ruining it
It's a celebration
Where I get richer
But everybody's yelling
And everybody's ruining it
Everybody's ruining it
Why, oh, why?
What have I done that they'd ruin my bar mitzvah?

[MARVIN, TRINA, JASON