Winny came from West Coat Ranch,
Yearning for the executive branch
she was very determined
To be wined and dined and ermined
Winny came from West Coat Ranch,
Yearning for the executive branch
she was very determined
To be wined and dined and ermined
Too bad she died in an avalanche.
I just spotted a clown in the woods.
I just spotted a clown in the woods.
With a basket of obscene baked goods
I just spotted a clown in the woods.
With a basket of obscene baked goods
It makes me so jealous
I just spotted a clown in the woods.
With a basket of obscene baked goods
It makes me so jealous
When he climbed up my trellis
I just spotted a clown in the woods.
With a basket of obscene baked goods
It makes me so jealous
When he climbed up my trellis
And left Dick Cakes in my neighborhood.
I turned left at Albuquerque
Delete this one. I’m second
I turned left at Albuquerque
Knowing nothing of taxidermy.
I turned left at Albuquerque
To buy some more venison jerky
Since Cardigan and I were within a minute of each others’ post, and to avoid confusion, why not go with Cardigan’s post. I am herewith deleting mine..
I turned left at Albuquerque
To buy some more venison jerky
It seemed so enticing
I turned left at Albuquerque
To buy some more venison jerky
It seemed so enticing
Like sweet cakes with icing
I turned left at Albuquerque
To buy some more venison jerky
It seemed so enticing
Like sweet cakes with icing
An analogy that strikes some as murky
I remember the back seat of my Chevy
I remember the back seat of my Chevy
How I had many chicks there, a bevy
I remember the back seat of my Chevy
How I had many chicks there, a bevy
I never drew the line
I remember the back seat of my Chevy
How I had many chicks there, a bevy
I never drew the line
Some were not so fine
I remember the back seat of my Chevy
How I had many chicks there, a bevy
I never drew the line
Some were not so fine
Plain or cute, tall or short, thin or heavy.
I once knew a girl named Lucille
I once knew a girl named Lucille
Who would give out a particular squeal
I once knew a girl named Lucille
Who would give out a particular squeal
Whenever she boffed
I once knew a girl named Lucille
Who would give out a particular squeal
Whenever she boffed
A dwarf in a loft