FREE WILLY by Tom Jensen
I’ve got just one A.
This bunch of B’s…and a C…honey
That’s why I got more love…
Than any man could ever have money
Yeah, so I sit in this room and study
Thinking of cute s%$t that’s funny…
Just to make you smile and laugh
And I have for the last year-and-a-half
Sure, sometimes I carry on like a Sunday preacher
About how I’ve found the most wonderful teacher
To whom I hand an apple to each day
Hoping for the slightest touch of her finger
So I say so what if I gut a Buddha-like belly…
A bunch of chin fuzz -all grizzly and stubby…
I still got more love…
Than any man could ever have money
Since I’m invisible when we go out
Why should I wanna leave the house?
Nobody looks at me when I’m with you
‘Cause you’re wicked, wicked hot…
So I might as well just take it off!
Free Willy and take off all my clothes
If I’m next to you…then nobody will know
Oh yes, I must confess
I never dress to impress
I could be wearing anything…
I could be wearing nothing…
I could just bare everything
You know you’re really, really something!