I'm not selling shoes for the money Aaron. I'm in it to torture fat women
So, when some moo-cow thunders in here with a pie under each chin, I'm not supposed to ask if that's the Star Spangled banner she's belching so I know whether to sit or stand
Standing here with my loving family, I wonder why I'm running from the axe
Oh My God, she's a hundred and she's still kicking high
