Wang Boutinneire

You dad gave you fifty bucks and a Cadillac car
Without your brother's pussy, your mom is Teri Garr
You wore your old man's blue tuxedo from 1974
Before you drove to her house, you stop at the store

You will wear your wang for a boutonniere
A nosegay of baby's breath and your dork
All the black people laugh and say [?]
But you've got a boutonniere
It's your dork

Since you are the prom king, you are given a crown
A couple of spots of pre-cum on your lapel, and you feel like a clown
Your wang boutonniere has a gold plastic cock ring
Which glistens in the eyes of the victorious [?]

You will wear your wang for a boutonniere
A nosegay of baby's breath and your dork
All the black people laugh and say [?]
But you've got a boutonniere
It's your dork

After the dance, you were [?] all night
And you jerked off in a jar with a trilobite
You finally laid your head on your pillow at dawn
Your cum-splattered cummerbund lay on the lawn

You will wear a wang for a boutonniere
A nosegay of baby's breath and your dork
All the black people laugh and say [?]
But you've got a boutonniere
It's your dork

Yeah!
It's your dork
Yeah, it's your dork

Dork