For these love-handles?
You will hold on for dear life?
Go see Donkey Boy
"Go see donkey boy"
writes intrepid mockingly
to leave me baffled
To leave me baffled
is only nat'ral, really,
at this time of night
At this time of night
Where does one turn for comfort
For sleep and for rest
For sleep and for rest
Get you a Serta mattress
No more counting sheep
No more counting sheep
Try African elephants
They **** profusely
They **** profusely
Oh, where is that litter box?
The super size one!
The super size one!
We're back to that again
Go see Donkey Boy.
"Go see Donkey boy"
uttered a jolly britton
adrift in his boat
Adrift in his boat,
moving toward the current,
he admired his toes.
he admired his toes
then quickly donned his Weejuns
before she caught him
Before she caught him
He was a happy fellow
He was Donkey Boy
He was Donkey Boy
But always had a yearning
To be Donkey Girl
to be Donkey Girl
or perhaps a circus clown
please choose your costume
Please choose your costume
I want to be Jezebel
You can have your pick
You can have your pick
I'd rather take my shovel
Off this mortal coil
Off this mortal coil
No more work, I will not toil
Cover me in oil
Cover me in oil
And roast me in the hot sun
I want to sizzle
I want to sizzle
Welcome release from winter
The sun is calling
Cover me in oil
Then fry me gently in the
Sweltering sunlight.
