Hot dogs, chili dogs,
burning my butt just farting around,
hot dogs, making me sick
taters getting cold, haven't ate none yet.

Chorus:

I got ants, in my pants,
the only thing about me is the way I prance
I smell food, I smell things,
I'm just standing here smelling onion rings...

(repeat )

Blue balls aching in the ditch
her mutt's peeing on me, and she's a real bitch
She's got a dog face under that bag,
but all she wants to do is have a real quickie shag...
...and checking that my email's in place
you never know who's spying in...

repeat chorus

Old drunk hurling puke on my hat
fat chick's talking to me trying to feel my bat
big toke, see her sniffing glue

I never thought so much could happen just smoking dope
...Throw the ganja, in the fireplace...

repeat chorus