long ago and far away in in the land of milk and honey brown
lived a boy who would always tend to get his groove with every girl in town.
he met lucy rather loosely and he gave her a booty call
but her gave her gonorrhea now he asks the question, “why?”
would you be my rainbow bright when my world is looking gray.
when you’re with me I’m by myself I guess that things are better this way.
then last Tuesday on his birthday he met up with this other girl,
she was cheasted and big breasted and he thought he’d give her a whirl.
when they were through, she said, “screw you!” and told him she had HIV.
death took him out in an outhouse now he asks the question “why?”
would you be my rainbow bright when my world is looking gray.
when you’re with me I’m by myself I guess that things are better this way.