Thursday, October 16, 2008

Poor, Poor Pitiful Me

... these young squirrels won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
whoah, woe is me

Well, I heard a squirrel in my garage
I ain't naming names
She really worked me over good
She was just like Jesse James
She really worked me over good
She was a real trap burglar
She went through all my crackers, Lord
and ate up my peanut butter

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