When you’re driving down a country road and you see a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that’s a post turtle.
You know he didn’t get up there by himself.
He doesn’t belong there; you wonder who put him there;
When you’re driving down a country road and you see a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that’s a post turtle.
You know he didn’t get up there by himself.
He doesn’t belong there; you wonder who put him there;
When you’re sliding into first and you’re feeling something burst…
Diarrhea! Diarrhea!
When you’re sliding into second and you feel the toilet beckon…
Diarrhea! Diarrhea!
When you’re sliding into third and you lay a juicy turd…
Diarrhea! Diarrhea!
When you’re sliding into home and your pants are full of foam…
Diarrhea! Diarrhea!
When you’re sitting in your Chevy and your shorts are feeling heavy…
Diarrhea! Diarrhea!