I was playing my guitar With my friend one day We had come from a bar and we were totally gay He passed me the roach So I gave it the clip As he fetched us a coach and I hitched up my slip He said, "Chuck I'm in love" I said "Blaine, but with who?" He said, "Chuck with an SUV". I said, "Blaine, God, you shrew?" (With bent wrist's fingers) Then we both got a spank Of some skank in our veins He said, "Chuck, you're so swank". I said, "I can't complains" Then he bent me to grill, and I thrust up me duff When he popped, was I shrill? Like a powder well puffed "Lord Chuck, you are hung, and your ass is so tight I will pay you twice more If you gank me forth right": Which I then did with a twirl and a well loaded cosmic spling Of brilliant off coconut cream & Montreal transvestite screams He said, "Chuck you're a pill" I said, "You should meet Bill" He said, "You're kidding?! BILLS GAY?!" I said, "Of this I am sure, but only for pay."