Chef Boyardee-aroni
Naked 'bove the waist
Oh! El Camino
You were mine, but now you're gone
Damn you, repo man
Short like your schooling
Long like your prison sentence
Where's your wife beater
Faint fragrance rises
In the smoke-filled pool hall air
I need fresh boxers
Oh you hot mama
In your white jeans and teased hair
Come see Ratt with me
Take her to Wendy's
No shirt, no shoes, no service
Wait in the truck, smoke
Olympia beer
Comes in bottles? What next then?
Must I now wear shoes?
Dang! Your tube top is
making me want to forget
that you're my cousin
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