he stays up all night trying to fight the sunrise
he wants a hot girlfriend to chill with when the world ends
he hes got a big fat dashound thats not long he’s just round
he’ll file your income tax then ask do you want fries with that?
he dresses in tuxedoes cuz its god for his libido
you’d swear his in the beatles got a yellow submarine torpedo
he doesnt do his home work, just gets stoned till his dome hurts
walking backwards holding bat turds, guano till his back hurts
hes got sweet saliva, you wanna taste his mouth inside ya
he asks you feel like pizza? You say yes and then he eats ya.
he gives away free candy, to get into your panties