Got to find out what they did to me
Maybe it was not a hair appointment
Oh my god!
They are gone!
Those little beauties
That were growing done there
They were getting a little large
And I was trying to tell her
I needed to go down the hallways
And visit someone
All she did was show me
A little sister just born
Who cares what mom
Is doing after disowning me
But that spit fire!
No, no
It is all over
I was going to go
Get myself
A sweetheart
And then knock on the door
And introduce her to my mom.
Ouch this is going to hurt!
At least I don't have bedbugs
I hear they have them in Paris
Paris, Paris
I heard about it on the news
They have all these people
Coming to visit them
And they have those things
I can tell she does not want them
Nor am I going to go anywhere
Near any other woman
Without her having a problem
Just dandy
I bet she is planning
A bigger trip
For us togehter
Wonder where she is thinking
Paris just want to go to Paris
I was almost born there
Before my mother was forced
On a plane that then had
An emergency landing
And my father had to be hauled
All the way to this place
No one knows about
Sweet river
Ulysis Grant Jr
The President's son founded.
It on the banks of a fiver
Far away from Washington DC
After his dad got in so much trouble
I even went to the high school
Anyways he has to be fixed
So, he can start going out
We are going to make it to France
Where I might no come back
Anyways here he is at the spay clinic
Hope he is not to angry
But it has to be done.
Bedbugs!
What else are they going to do
To that guy
His poor mother
Just worries herself
While Jimmy is planning
Another thing or two to do
Israel was attacked this morning
No body is having a birthday
Today are they?
I still think 9/11 was about me
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