We just bought a house and we love it - it's great
in every last way it is truly first rate
well, every last way? Perhaps every but one
I've no shades on my windows, and that's no darn fun
I've just one complaint and it's oh so sincere
my neighbors can see me undressing up here!
I've told all my girls - we've no shades and that blows
so I would suggest that you sleep in your clothes
and by all that's holy - please stay on your toes
or if you get naked, well, everyone knows!
and to my wife I say DON'T LET THEM SEE YA
You're too darned HOT - it could be like Bathsheba!
and why, you may ask, are my shades not up there?
why am I stuck with the state of affairs?
My shades, they sit idle beside my back door
and some have grown tired and lay down on the floor
and await my next coming to cut them and place
them into my windows to hide my red face
they want to be placed - they don't like things this way
they call from my kitchen, and here's what they say:
OH - when will you fix us? - This isn't a game!
you need to cover you girth and your shame
I've seen you undressed as through this house you race
and I must observe that your hair is mis-placed!
the hair on your head, OH! the sight makes makes me gak
it seems to have moved to your ass, ears, and back!
Their point is well made, and although it sounds crazy,
they'll sit on, I'm afraid, because I am quite lazy.
so drive by my house and if you care to peak
I'll be running, quite naked, singing "call me the streak"
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