Do you understand,
This place doesn’t exist ever again,
It would be about month three
Day thirteen
About there as much
The thirteenth room
We all know not to touch
From site 311
113 has a view
It’s snowing out
And what do we do?
You understand,
All black yet again
Skin tight edition
It’s a dress by the way
Of a condition,
When woman is around
And we’re doing what is found
Out on the town
Hey! What are we doing today?
Infiltrating Bucks County
You understand
The place is closed when we arrive
But there’s a big old party inside
At the door I see
Unbeknowst to me
Not at all
I recall
I have this face before
This attire as well
Like a Phi Psi tell
A little too old for me
To local familiar actually
What’s her name FSB will take the inside lock to me
Do not look at them closely
They are at swingers party
From Bucks County
Yea, that bad,
Like the worst kind of bad,
Fast forward a day,
About a year or three,
And what do we find but the
34th Day Penultimately.