I met her in Sheboygan dead all over;
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore;
She was crawlin' through the prairie with Miss Piggy,
and I knew that she would be an easy score;
I promised her I'd live off her forever;
She said to me that Rolaids made her high;
But who'd have thought she'd blast off with no clothes on;
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.