"Who is that in my bed?"
That's what she said.
Took out a knife,
ready to take a lady's life.
The things people do to bring on strife.
"What the...who is that?"
He didn't own a hat.
Took out a large gun,
ready to ruin a man's fun.
The things people do under the sun.
You try to warn them, tell them to watch,
but all they can think about is the crotch.
Nicholl McGuire