Chuck E's in Love

How come he don't come and P.I.P. with me
 Down at the meter no more?
 And how come he turn off the TV
 And hang that sign on the door?
 Well, we call, and we call
 "How come?", we say
 Hey, what could make a boy behave this way, yeah?
 Well, he learned all of the lines now and every time
 He don't, uh, stutter when he talks
 And it's true, it's true
 He sure has acquired this kind of cool and inspired sort of jazz when he walks
 Where's his jacket and his old blue jeans?
 If, if this ain't healthy, it is some kinda clean
 But that means that Chuck E.'s in love, my, my
 Chuck E.'s in love, love, love, love
 Chuck E.'s in love, uh-huh
 Chuck E.'s in (love)
 I don't believe what you're saying to me
 This is something that, I've got to see
 Is he here?
 I look in the pool hall
 But is he here?
 I look in the drug store
 But is he here?
 No, he don't come here, no more
 Well, I tell you what?
 I saw him
 He was sittin' behind us
 Down at the Pantages
 And whatever it is
 That he's got up, his sleeve
 Well, I hope it isn't contagious
 What's her name?
 Is that her there?
 Oh, Christ, I think he's even combed his hair
 And is that her?
 Well, then, what's her name?
 Oh, it's never gonna be the same
 That's not her
 I know what's wrong
 'Cause Chuck E.'s in love with the little girl singing this song
 And don't you know
 Chuck E.'s in love, yeah, yeah
 Chuck E.'s in love, love, love, love
 Chuck E.'s in love, my, my
 Chuck E.'s in
 Chuck E.'s in love
 Chuck E.'s in love
 He's in love, love, love with me