Where
Ever
Willy
Goes,
Willy
Knows
Its
A
Chance
To
Wear
His
Snazzy
Clothes.
He
Dresses
Super
Fine,
And
Fancies
Friends
Stand
In
Line
To
See
What
He
Has
On
Today,
Although
They
Have
Zip
To
Say.
He
Sports
His
Sagging
Wino
Pants
Anyway.
Monster
Shorts
And
Gaudy
Sneaks,
He
Has
Rags
To
Last
For
Weeks.
His
Customers
Foot
The
Bills,
Cause
Willy
Has
Drugs
To
Soothe
Their
Ills,
Stashed
Inside
His
Flashy
Wheels.
But
Other
Willys
Got
His
Game,
Came
To
Call,
And
Left
Poor
Willy
By
An
Alley
Wall,
A
Hole
In
His
Side
His
Brand
New
Hoodie
Would
Never
Hide.
So
Long,
Willy,
But
I won’t
Fret,
A
New
Willy
Is
Easy
To
Get.