Goy Way

(Stan)
And now, the time is here
A question’s asked of all the goyim.
It seems the Jews you fear,
Want to know why…you would destroy ‘em ?

What is this need to kvetch ?
To dish this schmootz, in an enjoy way
This schtick is nothing new
It’s just the Goy way

(IB)
Jew chicks, I’ve known a few;
Although I’m just an Irish shicker
One’s tuchis was so plump
It made my pulse…a little quicker

I loved her little shirts
That showed her pupik, in a coy way
I wed a shikse girl
I chose the Goy way

(Stan)
Yes, Mel Brooks said a funny thing
That it is “good to be the King”
And when I hear this nebbish speak,
I thank King David for a week.
So down this road…I’ll schlep my load
It’s not the Goy way.

I’ve tried to do my best
To raise my kids a little hipper
But please, just one request
Don’t bring some schwartz…home for Yom Kipper

Please find a proper spouse
‘Cuz if you don’t, I’ll just shout “Oy-vey”
Don’t bring some shagitz here
Avoid the Goy way

(IB)
For what is a Jew, but just some schmuck
Whose schlong went through a nip and tuck.
Because my putz lacks some appeal
This does not make me a schlemiel.
Though I’m no Jew…I’m chosen too –
I chose the Goy way!

IB