(Parody of Evil Ways by Santana)


You've got to change your underwear... baby
Or I'll stop loving you
You need a change... baby
With every whiff I can say to you
'Cause you've been running and jogging
All over town
And you've been stinking and sweating
And turning around
This can't go on...
Those undies need a change... baby

Baby

When you come home... baby
A pack of dogs got a tail on you
They're from the pound... baby
With Spot and Rex and a Fido too
I'm getting tired of waiting
For fooling around
When you get funky and chunky
They weigh half a pound
This can't go on...
No, no, no