I saw a little kid
As he walked around
He picked a candy bar up
Off the ground
He chowed about a half
Then his face turned blue
Turned out that candy bar was doggy-doo
Don`t pick it up I say
Unless you can throw it away
Don`t pick it up I say
You`re gonna be bummed that you went that way
You`re out there makin` bacon
No scrutiny
You mess around too much
And you got VD
You know you never think
And you`re sore today
You`re gonna take it back to California
Don`t pick it up I say
Unless you can throw it away
Don`t pick it up I say
You`re gonna be bummed that you went that way
My friend was kinda hurtin`
For a girl to try
He saw one that looked like Pat
On Saturday Night Live
It had a pair of thingies
But a mustache too
Not clearly male nor female
So now what to do
Don`t pick it up I say
Unless you can throw it away
Don`t pick it up I say
You`re gonna be bummed that you went that way