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
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