"Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute now don't get bored
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Stafford
In west Australia born and raised
In the outback was where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all eating some grass outside the burrow
When a couple of dingoes who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my outback
I got in one professional debate and my mom got bored
And said you're movin with your auntie and uncle in Stafford
I begged and pleaded with her the other day
But she packed my more grass and sent me on my way
She gave me a kissin' and she gave me my grass
I put my EPA protection on and said I might as well kick it
Being the pilot, yo this is super bad,
Drinking water not out of a hole
Is this what the people of Stafford livin' like
Hm this might be alright!
I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
License plate said 'Grass' and had human feces on the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab had me scored
But I thought now forget it, yo home to Stafford
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie, yo Red smell ya later
Looked at my kingdom where I was finally lord
To sit on my throne as the prince of Stafford!"
"Wow, Dennis, did you really do all of that?"
"Hahahah," he laughed, "No."