Don't Pick It Up

     I saw a little kid
     As he walked around
     He picked a candy bar up
     Off the ground
     He chowed about a half
     Then his face turned blue
     Turned out that candy bar was doggy-doo
     Don't pick it up I say
     Unless you can throw it away
     Don't pick it up I say
     You're gonna be bummed that you went that way

     You're out there makin' bacon
     No scrutiny
     You mess around too much
     And you got VD
     You know you never think
     And you're sore today
     You're gonna take it back to California
     Don't pick it up I say
     Unless you can throw it away
     Don't pick it up I say
     You're gonna be bummed that you went that way

     My friend was kinda hurtin'
     For a girl to try
     He saw one that looked like Pat
     On Saturday Night Live
     It had a pair of thingies
     But a mustache too
     Not clearly male nor female
     So now what to do
     Don't pick it up I say
     Unless you can throw it away
     Don't pick it up I say
     You're gonna be bummed that you went that way

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