Well, I trampled down her flowers 'cause, all day, she's had the power,
Been on one side and landed on the other,
Where in the world is my mother'

Whoa, she's beating me,
Here comes Mrs. King,
Whoa, she's beating me,
Here comes Mrs. King.

Drives his big wheel in a circle while his finger's turning purple,
Mrs. King won't let me in,
Let me in, let me in, let me in.

Whoa, she's beating me,
Here comes Mrs. King,
Whoa, she's beating me,
Here comes Mrs. King.

No,
No.

Whoa, she's beating me,
Here comes Mrs. King,
Whoa, she's beating me,
Here comes Mrs. King,
Whoa, she's beating me,
Here comes Mrs. King,
Here comes Mrs. King,
Here comes Mrs. King.