(Parody of The Wanderer by Status Quo)
(original by Dion & The Belmonts)


Well I'm the type of Senator
Who likes to fool around
Where pretty girls are
Well you know I chase 'em down
I goose 'em and I pinch 'em
Cause to me it's just a game
I grab 'em and I poke 'em
And they've given me a name

They call me the Fondler
Yeah the Fondler
I feel around, around, around, around, around

An assistant on my left
My secretary on my right
There's a cute little page
That I'll be drivin' home tonight
And when she asks me
The secret of my success
I'll rip open her shirt
And try to do her on my desk

Cause I'm the Fondler
Yeah the Fondler
I grope around, around, around, around, around

Well I'm known all over town
I got a wife, but I don't care
And I track 'em like a hound
Just give me two sips of wine
And I'm in your underwear

Well I'm the type of Senator
Who likes to write it down
Got a secret hiding place
Where my diary won't be found
And when I get the urge
And if I find a willing girl
I'll hop right into the sack
And give that girl a twirl

Cause I'm the Fondler
Yeah the Fondler
I grope around, around, around, around, around
Yeah

Cause I'm the Fondler
Yeah the Fondler
I grope around, around, around, around, around