-> "Hitch Up Your (baggy) Trousers"
Original Song Title:
"Brush Up Your Shakespeare"
Parody Song Title:
"Hitch Up Your (baggy) Trousers"
The Lyrics
The girls today in no high-school bee
Go for mass-fickle [1] clothes, you see.
So to win their hearts, one must dress to please:
Beltline must land above your knees.
You must show no more of your cleavage low,
Soft as cheese and so apt to blow.
Unless you are selling hand treats to grope,
Fainting Lesbians call you a dope.
Hitch up your trousers;
Stop floating them down!
Hitch up your trousers,
As the grown men do in town.
It's not right when your clothes cause a fussing
'Cause they show such a lewd place for bussing. [2]
Push up your shaked rear;
Can tail fall down now?
If Mom says your appearance is heinous,
Sick of sighting what's north of your anus,
Hitch up your trousers
And your Mom won't frown.
If because when you cheat she gets crusty,
Simply say "From today on, Mom, trust me!"
Hitch up your trousers,
Lift your balls and bow. [v.t.]
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