Skratz

The bedposts are cool to the touch

The sheets are crumpled into an Oldenburg

Three hairs rolled over his undershirt

A spare tire rolled under his overshirt

But ... Scratz, scratz, scratz, scratz

(Dirty Fingernail)

Ollie wasn't young like he was last night

Scratz, scratz, scratz, scratz

(Dirty Fingernails)

The sheets still showed the yellow spot

Ann ran her tongue along the ridges by the Gulf

Thoughts slipped into valleys

Concealed by dense Mexicali underbush hair

A flag ran up his pole

And waved firmness with wings

But ... Scratz, scratz, scratz, scratz

(Dirty Fingernails)

Ollie wasn't at all as young like he was last night

Scratz, scratz, scratz, scratz

(Dirty Fingernails)

The sheets still showed the yellow spot