Glad you came, glad you`re here
Have some champagne, imported beer
Dig down in your dirt bag
And roll us out a spleef
Been erect here now for thirteen days
And I came to get relief
At Bob`s Party Time
Pack my nose with cocaine
Feed my filthy hole
Bust out the dancin` women
I`m prone to lose control
And if by chance I fall down
And bust my head on the floor
Just wrap my wound in a porterhouse steak
And point me towards the shore
At Bob`s Party Time