Skeeter

There's a skeeter on my peter

whack it off

There's a skeeter on my peter

whack it off

There's a dozen on my cousin

I can hear the bastard buzzin'

There's a skeeter on my peter

whack it off

I was playing with my

one-eyed trouser worm

When I shot a wad

it blew up in the air

I should have aimed it better

it hit my Irish Setter

while my mom was combing out his hair

She was drivin' down the road

doing a-hundred and ninety nine

and the chain on her motorcycle broke

Well they found her in the grass

with the muffler up her ass

and her titties playing "Dixie"

on the spokes