I saw a little kid As he walked around He picked a candy bar up Off the ground He chewed about a half when His face turned blue Turned out that candy bar Was doggy doo
Whoa Don't pick it up I say Whoa Unless you can throw it away Whoa Don't pick it up I say You're gonna be bummed that you went that way
You're out there makin' bacon No scrutiny You mess around too much And you got VD You know you never think so You're sore today You're gonna take it back to Californ-I-A
Whoa Don't pick it up I say Whoa Unless you can throw it away Whoa Don't pick it up I say You're gonna be bummed that you went that way
My friend was kinda hurtin' For a girl to try He saw one that looked like Pat On Saturday Night Live It had a pair of thingies But a mustache too Not clearly male or female So what to do?
Whoa Don't pick it up I say Whoa Unless you can throw it away Whoa Don't pick it up I say You're gonna be bummed that you went that way