Concord, Massachusetts almost to Boston beans
Tucked back up in the 'burbs among the propper scene
There's lurks a song hacker who's askin' "Am I Right?"
He's such a "wacky" boy named Johnny D-lite
Who very clever learned to parody and how
And he could diddle his dong just like a wringing a towel

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny D-Lite

He loves to parody the songs with his ol' lap top
He likes to blow wind between his cheeks at the coffee shop
All, the people near would hear him talking all his $#it
Fanning with a rhythm till the vapors split
People passing by they would run and hide
Oh my that little Johnny boy delights

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny D-Lite

His mother told him "Someday I will be aghast",
And you will be the high priest of the Weird Al MASS
Many people surfing from miles around
To read you "wacky" lyrics when the boss ain't 'round
Maybe someday your name will be engraved
Saying Johnny D- Lite today."

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go
Johnny D-Lite