If you're looking for ammunition
To be set on the road to perdition
You are sure not alone
Thinking Bobby's home phone
Would be a valuable acquisition
Don't be filled with remorse
When your mind strays off course
To thoughts of brown eyes
And hands twice your size
Just don't let it lead to divorce.
His grooming is always so neat
And his smile ineffably sweet
But why women enjoy
Private time with that boy
Has to do with the size of his feet!