Lyrics by wane fawesome

Dashing through the snow
In a car I stole today
My friend called from a party
I said Taco's on his way

Soon as I got there
I met a pretty girl
She said her name is Sam
But her everybody called her Squirrel

Sooooo

Took her home, we're alone
I'm going for the boob.
Gonna film it on my Flip
and put it on YouTube

Ooooohh

She's not mad, I'm so glad
She wants to do some more
Now we're rolling naked
on the dirty kitchen floor

It's the next morning
I'm opening my eyes
This girl's still lying next to me
Much to my surprise

So I hit the can
A.k.a. my throne
Now theres something biting me
down on my double dome

Ooohh

Itchy balls. Itchy balls
She gave me the crabs
I'm been scratching so damn much
it's surely gonna scab

Oooohhhh

Like piraña on my iguana,
their still biting me
I need Mr. Spock to beam me
up to the pharmacy

Now I'm in the van
I'm driving for my life
I'm doing one hundred and thirty
in a thirty-five

Now I'm at the pharmacy
This dudes talking bout quail
I said I'm not bird hunting
Something's chewing on my snail

Oh help me Bill
Lets make a deal
They're bitting really hard
I don't need a prescription
I'll give you my freaking car

Ooohh

Hurry up punk
They're near my junk
And I hope it's not to weird
But I'm gonna drop my pants
and put this lotion on right hear

awww yeah that's the stuff