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(Come'a come'a down, dooby doo down-down)
(Zipper's comin' down, dooby doo down-down)
(Bits're floppin' 'round, dooby doo down-down)
(Making friends is ha-ard in loos!)

Don't - lurch- so - faaast—away from me
Just wanna chat—while we're makin' pee...
If you freak, then I'll be blue-eww!
'Cause making friends is hard in loos!

I - won't - stare - (much)—that's not polite
While you 'disgorge'—those tighty-whites
No partitions to hinder view-ews
They came right off—see, there's just twelve screws!

They say that making friends is ha-ard in loos
In Hollywood, I've learned that's so true
Here stars - all fear 'loo-friends'
For instance, quaked 'The Hoff' when I crooned, "Baby shake it off again!"

I - beg - of - youuu—don't leave pissed off
Because I'm hangin' so 'long' at trough
Gotta find less 'pru-' venu-ewws
'Cause making friends is hard in loos!

Cops say I shouldn't maaake friends ha-ard in loos
That's a failing I share with Tom Cruise...
Vice trolls these stalls, but sheesh—
They'd try ta' lock me up, just 'cause I walk my cocky pup unleashed?

But - if - you - stay—we'll tandem flush
Then share some secrets - that make us blush...
Lean n' check out my glans tattoo-oo:
"LARRY CRAIG IS INTO YOU!"

(Zippah's stayin' down, dooby doo down-down)
(Bits're playin' round, dooby doo down-down)
(It's a bayin' hound, Scooby Doo pound-down)
(Slaking friends is ha-ard in loos!)

[Rinse, lather n' retreat!]

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