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The event! Mowed your Stacys mom got it goin on Your mom came out with just a towel on. Desktop Google Chrome Windows 8. The Kristi riley pictures videodirected by Chris Applebaum, [16] features several comedic scenes illustrating the boy's attempts to get closer to Stacy's mother. Further links to The Cars and New Wave music are given by the magazine Nu Wave that is featured in the video, the Roland Juno-6 keyboard a synthesizer of the sand the record sleeve showing 'Stacy's Mom' in a car. Retrieved October 31, Towel on I could tell she liked me from the way she stared The way she stared And the way she said "You missed a spot over there. General Comment Probably one of Stacs most catchy songs I have ever heard. And I know that you think it's just a fantasy But since your dad walked out, your mom could use a guy like me. Stacy can we come over mon school?

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Stacy's mom has got it going on.

  • Its subject matter was inspired by a friend of Schlesinger's when he was young who had a crush on his grandmother.
  • Desirae sighed, straightening the blue ribbons wrapped around her rounded, fluffy ears.
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Stacy's mom has got it goin on Stacy's mom has got it goin on Stacy do you remember when I mowed your lawn? Mowed your lawn Your mom came out with just a towel on.

Towel on I could tell she liked me from the way she stared The way she stared And the way she said "You missed a spot over there. Stacy's Mom song meanings. Add your thoughts 60 Comments. Song Meaning Disappointing how little respect this song gets. People reacting to the old pop play it got, and because they take it at face value. Don't take any FoW songs at face value! This is not a "your mom's hot" song; it's a "I've got problems" song.

It begins like a mantra, obsessively: "Stacy's mom has got it goin' on", over and over. In the first verse, the narrator starts off innocuously enough, but his intent as he soon clumsily betrays is manipulation.

He is forward with Stacy in an attempt to get over to her house, "smoothly" inserting his real intent "Did your mom get back from her business trip? And even if she were, the narrator seems to have no problem disrespect that wish.

The pre-chorus "I'm not the little boy I used to be" indicates some background: the narrator likely has a long-term history with Stacy and her family, from when he was a "little boy". Sounds like he's developed some sort of attachment from afar. He uses the childish self-assertion of maturity to assure that he's "grown-up" enough to be a suitable mate for Stacy's mom, even in the face of adversity. Seeing "adversity" in every aspect of life strikes me, personally, as a very "teenage" and immature mindset.

The next verse is really the narrator making a case for why Stacy's mom, in his mind, is mutually returning his interest.

He's out there, mowing the lawn, the mom comes out in admittedly compromising attire and suddenly he's on cloud 9 because she seems to be really studying him. Then she says, "You missed a spot over there.

She wasn't "staring" at him. She was noticing a patch of grass that he missed and bringing it to his attention. And still, this is the "reason" why he can "tell she liked [him]". There we have it! The event! His half-assed acknowledgement that this must appear to other people as a fantasy, but in actuality, he intends to fill the role left empty by the absence of Stacy's father. This happened early, it would seem, and likely the impetus for the narrator's obsessive attachment to Stacy's family.

He's clearly had an adoring relationship with her family since he was a boy, and I submit that, in the wake of the father's retreat -- he constructed a sexualized, fantasy scenario wherein he saves the family the mom, specifically from this betrayal. That final reveal builds in a discordant crescendo and It drops flat.

The narrator is too far lost in his reverie, however, and, the secret out, he explodes into the final chorus of declarations of his intent; manic, obsessive declaration of his love; and unanswered assertions that, sorry Stacy, even though as he seems to indicate you love me, I'm tied inextricably to your mother.

The narrator is nuts. He's living in a potentially dangerous, neurotic, fantasy world. This song, like the rest of the album, exists within this veil of suburban mundanity and, as such, sounds light-hearted and harmless. The whole thing is much darker than it seems, and you're stunting your appreciation of this art if you don't read between the lines! There was an error. Fuck my comment in the eye.

Holy shit! I don't have enough thumbs up to give you. Flag averagejoey on January 29, General Comment haha this song is hilarious No Replies Log in to reply. General Comment Probably one of hte most catchy songs I have ever heard. It just has an excellent hook. General Comment agreed. General Comment this is a good song, but not one of their best. General Comment i haven't heard any other songs from this band but this song is the kind of song that gets stuck in your head for days General Comment this song is funny General Comment This song might be disturbing if you really think about the lyrics but it's really catchy and you'll always find yourself singing it!

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Stacy's mother was bent over, the fur of her legs highlighting the silk of her asian dress, even as her plump ass pushed up against it. Or men. Ezra was seriously considering making a polite excuse and just never returning when Stacy dropped her mechanical pencil and bent over in front of him to pick it up—her skirt riding up and showing the yellow, lacy panties covering her plump pussy lips. It was nice to have a man who appreciated good food around. Desirae found every excuse to walk all around the house—the dining room had no less than three entrances—just trying to find some sign of life in her daughter. Sure, he had gone somewhat soft around the middle, but men with love handles were sexy.

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Here, I'll give you the answer. Try and work it out backwards. Fifty-eight feet. Well, as close as he'd gotten to sex in the past three years, but a lot of that was by design. No one to blame but himself. Stupid self, he thought. Though he could think of worse ways to spend a Thursday afternoon in Savannah than being given cookies at a dining room table with two extremely pretty women. Well, his penis didn't like it was trapped to the confines of his pants, citing cruel and unusual punishment.

She was just peeping around the corner at the two of them from the kitchen when they weren't paying attention. Totally not spying. She admitted to herself that she may be spying a little.

Sort of. Though to most humans, rooting for the attractive young tutor to throw her daughter over the table and fuck her brains out might come off as a little strange. Sex incarnate and all. The young man was in fairly nice shape, Desirae noted with pleasure. Sure, he had gone somewhat soft around the middle, but men with love handles were sexy. It gives you something to hold onto and help them fuck you harder. She could also tell he tried to maintain his weight, though went about it all wrong.

His arms and shoulders were heavily laden with muscle, and he had a fine turn of calf from what she could see of his legs. Just not enough cardio to burn off the carbs and sweets he must be munching on while studying. From her position earlier—looking from under her skirt between her legs in front of the stove, just a casual look—she had seen him check her out as well, making her feel rather well-pleased.

And it had given her the perfect vantage of the tent in his pants so well-hidden under her dining room table. Women who concentrated on length were a waste of space—thick boys were where it's at. Desirae found every excuse to walk all around the house—the dining room had no less than three entrances—just trying to find some sign of life in her daughter. A little bit of hope that her pride and joy wasn't just a tease.

But Ezra wasn't doing his part. He was very friendly, though he was very careful not to touch Stacy. Never anything more than absolutely necessary. At least he was smiling a lot. A man with a pretty smile can go far with a woman on that alone. And Ezra had one of those rare genuine smiles that makes him look a lot more handsome than he is. The kind that lights up the room and has caused dozens of unplanned Mamono pregnancies.

Standing in the living room, just peeking around the corner down the hall, Desirae was holding onto her skirt and fidgeting. Rooting for Ezra in a fierce whisper. Worked on her dad. Stacy had given him a blank stare, missing it completely. You did this on purpose, didn't you You're taking Algebra along with Trig? You don't know Algebra? He then lifted a few inches and let gravity take over. Then did it about five more times.

Do not tell them what you just told me. Just say your schedule is really messed up—they'll get something that colossally screwed up straightened out. You shouldn't be in Trig when you struggle with Algebra. He didn't think Stacy's mom would appreciate a perfect indentation of his face in her Maple. Ezra briefly wondered if he could convince her that anal sex with a smart person would increase her intelligence overnight, but discarded the notion.

Well, he sat it back a few pegs, anyhow. It wasn't entirely out the question as of yet. It's equivalent to trying to bake a cookie before you have the eggs and sugar in the dough.

Box of fuckin' rocks Ezra thought as the anal-intelligence thing moved up a peg. He picked up a scrap of paper and a pencil and wrote out some Algebra equations, beginning with basic and each becoming more advanced. It was accompanied by a look of exasperated pity. She smiled at him, making his day brighter and setting any idea of taking advantage of her daughter back a peg.

Evidently Stacy had either never learned or order of operations and failed Algebra utterly, or she'd found someone much like himself and talked them into doing all her course work. Ezra was seriously considering making a polite excuse and just never returning when Stacy dropped her mechanical pencil and bent over in front of him to pick it up—her skirt riding up and showing the yellow, lacy panties covering her plump pussy lips.

As he was engrossed in her ass, Stacy's mother called from the kitchen, though if he was caught checking her out he was too enraptured to notice. Hungry and horny at the same time. Does a word even exist for that. He shook his head as Stacy began to straighten. As she sat down Ezra caught her attention and held her gaze. Ezra could feel the table calling to his face. A long lost lover's embrace. The anal sex giving intelligence idea was now well into the plan stages, having jumped ahead four pegs.

One actually looked more like a sextant than anything else. She finished sprinkling some bay leaves over the oysters on the shell. They were roasted in cajun-style sauce and had the sides of Cornbread, sweet-potato fries, and collard greens.

Stacy was busy watching an online professor go through basic algebra problems on Ezra's laptop. Ezra had written the problems down for Stacy to work through along with the professor, rather than teach her the most basic forms of Algebra. If she had a particular question, he'd told her, she could pause the video and ask. You know I'm on a diet! I've never done that.

The poor boy looked like he wanted to indent her good maple table with his face. He looked like he could use a laugh, but he'd only managed to smile tiredly.

Stacy was heaping her plate with only the fries as Desirae returned to the kitchen to bring utensils and glasses. She grabbed a good bottle of brandy and a couple tumblers for herself and Ezra. If anyone looked like he could use drink, it was that poor boy. She sat the glasses down, pouring two tumblers fairly full of brandy. One for herself and placed the other in front of Ezra, who was carefully putting away his books and work, whereas Stacy had shoved hers off into the floor.

Desirae rolled her eyes at her daughter. Stacy merely huffed and pulled out her phone, munching on fries as she scrolled through facebook. Ezra, on the other hand, had put away his laptop and things neatly, setting his ware carefully on his napkins and exercising wonderful table-manner. He took a sip of his brandy and nodded his thanks. Smiling, Desirae liberally applied a white plate with Oysters and collards, raising her eyebrows over the sweet-potato fries to which Ezra shook his head sadly.

Ezra took the plate with a grateful smile that lit up her day and murmured his thanks. Desirae began to fix her own plate and used the opportunity to dig into Ezra with questions—since her daughter was too ignorant to be interested. How do you parents feel about it? Uncle Jonah took me in, but he works on the dock. I mean, he provided what he could, but he was always sowing his wild oats and had never settled down.

He just didn't know what to do with a kid like me. But he did the best he could. Though he isn't too happy I didn't go for a skilled trade—especially with his connections. It's basically a big front for organized crime. But down south it's on a small scale.

Couple containers go missing once every few ships. Which doesn't amount to much to the big companies importing, but it's pretty big business. Mostly computer parts, televisions, things being shipped from overseas. It's cheaper for the Chinese to ship it overland than we can.

So they ship it down to the Mediterranean and it ships to the east coast out here. Uncle Jonah is the paperwork guy. When he saw me taking an interest in computers he started taking partial payments in parts.

I started building computers and selling them online. It's how I paid for college. So you're going for an engineering degree in computer science? My minor is in computer science, though my major is engineering. During high school I took vocational classes on computer repair and science. It's difficult to lose one, let alone both of them at such a young age. Good thing your Uncle was around. He works down in Brunswick.

He didn't think the city was a good environment for me, especially with the people he deals with. After school We can hang around by the pool Hang by the pool Did your mom get back from her business trip? Business trip Is she there, or is she trying to give me the slip? Give me the slip. You know, I'm not the little boy that I used to be I'm all grown up now Baby, can't you see? You're just not the girl for me I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom.

Stacy, do you remember when I mowed your lawn? Mowed your lawn Your mom came out with just a towel on Towel on I could tell she liked me from the way she stared The way she stared And the way she said "You missed a spot over there" A spot over there.

And I know that you think it's just a fantasy But since your dad walked out Your mom could use a guy like me.

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