November 12th, 1992

A little while back, Alvin and the Chipmunks released their new album: Chipmunks in Low Places. The album had charted
in the music magazines and gained positive reviews.

But at the Seville house, Alvin was having more trouble than usual. What seemed to be a typical fight between him and
Dave, little did they know that this would later affect their relationship as father and son.

"I can't believe you, Alvin!" Dave yelled.
"Why?" Alvin snapped back. "Is it because I'm a star?"
"No!" Dave yelled again. "It's your attitude. Just because you're a star, it doesn't mean that you can treat your family
like dirt!"
"I'm treating you like dirt?" Alvin reacted. "What about you? You took away my SEGA and my TV privilages, you
won't let me do a collaberation with Madonna, and you've grounded me for the third time this month!"
"Oh that's MY fault?" Dave snapped back. "Well, who's fault was it for breaking MY rules? Who made long distant
calls when I told him not to? Who never keeps his side of the room clean? Who doesn't get along with his brothers
AND his father?"

"You're not my father!" Alvin yelled.

Simon was in the room. Usually he's used to this kind of arguments between Alvin and Dave. But this was the first time
that Alvin has ever said that. Simon gasped in horror.

"Did you just said what I think you just said?" asked Simon, sheepishly.
"Like you care," said Alvin with a scowl.

Dave couldn't take it anymore.
"That's it, Alvin," he said. "Get out of my face! I don't even wanna talk to you for the rest of the night. Just go
to bed."

Alvin did so. Simon, still horrified, goes up after Alvin. When they get to their rooms, Simon gave Alvin a CD player
with the CD of their new album.
"Put on track nine," said Simon. "Don't ask why or say anything. Just do it."
Alvin shrugged and did so.

OUTLAWS
performed by Alvin (feat. Waylon Jennings)

Alvin: Waylon! Waylon Jennings! The biggest outlaw in the west!
My hero.

Waylon: Hey Alvin!

Alvin: How I'd love to be an outlaw,
Acting bad and looking cool,
How I'd love to be an outlaw,
Playin' hooky and skippin' school (yeah!)

Robbin' banks and buyin' candy,
and eat it all all by myself (ha ha ha!),
I'd buy a brand new bike and skateboard,
For me to ride and no one else...

"Yeah, that would be awesome," said Alvin smirking.
"Ah ah ah!" said Simon. "Pay attention! This is important!"

Waylon: Now little haus, I think there's something I ought to tell you.

"Now listen," said Simon.

Waylon: It ain't no fun to be an outlaw,
When there's a posse on your trail,
It ain't no fun to be an outlaw,
Behind some bars in a jail

Nights are cold in the desert,
with the ground beneath your hair,
Sleeping out in stormy weather,
When you could be at home in bed...

Alvin: NAH! I'd still like to be an outlaw,
and never take a bath for years,
How I'd love to be an outlaw,
and never wash behind my ears! (ha ha ha!)

Waylon: It ain't no fun to be an outlaw,
It ain't cool being bad,
It ain't no fun to be an outlaw,
So stay home with Mom and Dad

Alvin: Mom and Dad? Come on Waylon!
Let's get on the back of your Harley and paint the town!

Waylon: Now I thought you were grounded.

Alvin: Yeah, but for no good reason.

Waylon: Well whatcha do?

Alvin: I put a little super glue in Dave's boots.
He had to wear them everywhere, even in the
bathtub.

Waylon: Ah, I see.

Alvin: Um, well there's more.

Waylon: What else?

Alvin: Well, there was this jukebox...

Waylon: You mean the one that blew up?

Alvin: Now that could happen to anyone!

Waylon: Uh-huh. Well, is that it?

Alvin: Well, I accidentally exchanged Dave's earplugs with bubble gum.
He still can't get it out.

Waylon: Uh, I see. Well, I bet it whatn't worth all the trouble you've gotten into now, was it?

Alvin: Yeah, it was.

Waylon: Alvin...

Alvin: Alright, I hate it!
Locked in this house!
No TV!

Alvin & Waylon: I don't want to be an outlaw,
It just ain't cool being bad,
I don't want to be an outlaw,
So stay home with Mom and Dad.

Alvin: Uh, Waylon? Do you think you can talk to Dave for me?
Tell him to lighten up. Oh, and remember you have to talk real loud.
He can't hear too well with all that bubble gum stuck in his ears.

*song ends*

"Well, did you learn anything from that?" asked Simon, crossing his arms.

Alvin was silent. Simon sighed and shakes his head.

"Maybe this should be something to talk about with your thearapist," said Simon walking away.

Alvin was seeing a doctor since the last month. Ever since they completed the album, he had been nothing but trouble.
Everyone was even afraid to go near him.

"I can't handle this," said Alvin. "I need to end this once and for all."