I met her incognito ridin' shotgun
I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore
She was smellin' kind of funny with a wetback,
and I knew that she would be a crashing bore;
My hamster thought I'd pick my nose forever;
She said to me our love would never die;
But who'd have thought she'd bobsled at her health club;
But that's the way that pygmies say goodbye.