Cousin Kevin Model Child - The Who

I got up this morning and did fifty-five press-ups, dad

I brushed my teeth since breakfast and I threw away my Playboy, that’s bad!

The Ferrari’s in the garage and I gave it a wash just for you

But please don’t make me come to the theatre it’s so uncool

I’ll babysit my cousin and I promise not to tease him, oh no

I’ll caress his little haircut and do everything to please him, oh

I’ll watch him like a hawker and in case a fit should seize him

But please don’t make me come to the theatre, it’s so grim

Kevin’s a model child

Always as good as gold

Kevin is never wild

Always does as he’s told