Oh well, what the hell!



It's time,my friend, that I confess
Of all the things that I posses
The things I love the best, I guess,
Are my brown undies.


They fill my heart and soul with glee;
With happiness, tranquility,
They let me breathe, they set me free:
My brown undies.


They really are the best in town,
So soft and silky, smooth and brown;
My god! I cannot put them down!
My brown undies.


Take them off?! Don't think I can.
In them, I feel the perfect man.
There's nothing I would ever wear, rather than
My brown undies.


They keep me snug, they keep me dry.
They're so damn cool, they catch the eye.
The women croon, and purr and sigh
At my brown undies.


And so, my friends, I hope you know
That should you want, I'll gladly show
Them off to you: I love them so!
My brown undies.