I was trolling for monsters way out on the bay, I thought I had caught one when my line spooled away, But, it was negative rub, When up came the sub, Then, the sub dove and I followed, good day.
I was trolling for monsters way out in the bay, Then, a big one swallowed me and my boat all the way, My mind was real dizzy, As I was digested in fizzy, Now, as poop on the bottom I lay.
I was trolling for monsters way out in the bay, When I fell in love with a monster some fishermen say, Our first hatched we named Barry, Was both scaly and hairy, Married a walrus and moved to LA.
There was a dog named Feelings, Feelings liked to roll around in the dirt, His master kept Feelings all penned up, Because he didn’t want his feelings hurt. There was a cat named Blue, He was mean and kind of scary, Blue would eat only fruit this is true, Now he looks like a fat blue berry.
My little chipmunk has become very crazed,
Since he was a little chippy, on peanuts I raised,
Now he foams at the mouth,
He caught rabies in the South,
And when he gets way to close, he gets tazed.
When they say Michigan has a lot of tourist traps they must have been talking about getting lost on the back roads. It's getting late and I'm lost out in the backwoods of Northern Michigan. Luckily, I see an old dirt two-track heading up a heavily wooded hill. There's bound to be some friendly folks at the end of it who will give me directions back to the main road. The sun is going down, so I have to take a chance and really, I don't have anything to lose.
I went to buy some potting soil,
But, the bags were heavy and I had to toil,
Then, as the bags bounced in my car,
My car springs went ajar,
Hence, my car's smooth ride is a spoil.
I went and scuffed my tennis shoe, A long black streak across the white and blue, I was looking sheik, My social life is now bleak, My tennies look old, not new.