You step up to say hello,
And to the gal in yellow.
You think your such a stud,
Or maybe she thinks your a dud.
Thinking your all that and then some,
You're skills in talking while chewing gum.
Through a crowd you push and shove,
What king do you think you are from above.
Cheap ass cologne and that cheesy suit,
Not to mention the attitude you got to boot.
You're nothing but a big cheese puff brother,
Why don't you get a clue and crawl back to your mother.