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