An Old Corndog and a Diet Dr Pepper

An old corndog and a Diet Dr. Pepper as the lunch of a bachelor king An old corndog and I'm looking for the mustard what more could happiness bring I can live in my underwear on the weekends don't need to shower or shave till Monday morning No worries about stinking reek'n with enough beer, no day is ever boring Watch sports on television play poker with old pals anytime Life could not be more like heaven living the bachelor life so divine Leftover spaghetti for breakfast is a given pour beer on my cornflakes No fussing about how I'm live'n doing as little as it takes An old corndog and a Diet Dr. Pepper is lunch but not fine cuisine An old corndog and I finally found the mustard a pretty face makes me clean and change my scene