(J. Roberts)
The bathrobe guy is the new baby now
The bathrobe guy arm wrestled a cow
Way down in the park
Head let out a bark
And everyones gleaming
From the toilet cleaning
I don't know why you say
I can't go outside to play
In the snow
You know
I'd much rather stay inside
I'd much rather play inside
With you
Woo hoo
The bathrobe guy is the new baby now
The bathrobe guy got turned into a drow
Got hit by a beam
Of pure shaving cream
Now that we're lubricated
I want to be sedated