I went to a mullet party
with all my rowdy friends.
People came from
far and near.
Mick flew in with
lady Jane,
Jimmy sailed in with
his shaker of salt,
and on-stage Stan was
entertaining the crowd,
Ah,
I love this party!
We got
thirsty,
tanned,
bikers
from the open road,
and QueenMary
strolling the dance floor
looking for love.
Ah,
I love this party!
We got cold beer
to unwind,
hot women
scantily clad,
well endowed,
and music
close at hand
to refresh
one's memory.
Ah,
I love this party!
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