Duh Mr. Mud
She's a weed eater
He's a bottom feeder
The things that she says
Makes him want to beat her and beat her
He's a (?)
She's a dead leg
All the dope that she smokes
Makes her bark like a dog
Oh Mr. Mud, what have you done now
Oh Mr. Mud, now what have you done
Oh Mr. Mud, what have you done
Oh Mr. Mud, you sure are a lot of fun
He's a mud dweller
She's an underwear seller
The mud gotten so thick
That he can't even tell her
His life goes all wrong
And she's in love with the bong
When Mr. Mud comes to town
All the creeps tag along
Mr. Mud, Mr. Mud
Mr. Mud, Mr. Mud
Mud, mud, mud, mud
Mr. Mud, mud, mud
