Lyrics

Happy Madness every one.

I met a savvy woman
I roll with what she say,
She’s not too sure who’s playing
Even when she reads their name.
I think that any mom could pick games maybe
But only one mom is the best
She calls in every March and calmly tells Tony…

"I think I’ll pick Markwette”
Ph-ph-phil’s mom, is gonna pick M-markwette
You know she’s gonna take Olay Miss, baby
B-b-baby, and she has to pick Markwette

Nobody picks ‘em better
You know that that’s for sure
Remember who picked Mason
Straight to the Final Four
I said, I believe she had that one right there
And we had better not forget,
Yes, we better not forget
Cause when we hear her adorable voice come on the air each year

You know she’ll pick Markwette
Ph-ph-phil’s mom, is gonna pick M-markwette
Phil’s mom, Phil’s mom, Phil’s mom, is gonna go with Baylore baby
You know, you know, you know, she’s gonna pick Markwette

Oh yeah, she’s gonna pick Markwette
Ph-ph-phil’s mom, is gonna pick M-m-markwette
Don’t care, don’t care, don’t care that they aren’t in the field, baby!
I hope she still will pick Markwette
Highlight of the year!