You jog until a park bench you can find
Stop to rest and just unwind
Then a whisper low in your mind
Says. " Poo By You..."

And that message ain't no lie
Soon your nostrils verify
Your black Reeboks
Are brown, you know why..
There's Poo By You...

You'd like to kill that dog
For that log
Of Poo By You...
From a St. Bernard
And it's soft, not hard
The Poo By You...
Recently released
all the steam ain't ceased
It's coiled up like an eel..
Stench is burning your eyes
You realize
How crappy you feel

If you see that big mutt, again
Better have a lotta' dog friends
Gonna' get yourself some revenge
For Poo By You..
Just might track him down today
For this mess, make that mutt pay
Get a shotgun and blow him away
One big, "Ba-LOO!"

You'd like to kill that dog
For that log
Of Poo By You..
From a St. Bernard
Pile is soft, not hard
That Poo By You..
Right there on the ground
Flies swarm all around
Just look at your poor shoe..
And on your joggin' suit
Maybe you'll shoot
That dog's owner, too

You jump up so mad
That you fall
Right face down into
The Poo and all
This ain't your day
As you crawl away
You just wanna' bawl

Now, you're all brown and blue
And nauseous, too
From Poo By You..