The Kwellada Kid

He had an itch that wouldn't stop
He caught it from someone who didn't wash
He had a nest for a crotch
He had one big piece of hot property

He's just a kid
The kwellada kid
He had an itch
Only kwellada could fix

He was afraid to drop his pants
He was embarrassed by his nasty rash
It was in the shape of italy
He penis was his scratching post

Son of kwellada kid

He's going back to that town
He's gonna hunt that creature down
He's gonna pull it's panties down
And eat those crabs for lunch