Ohhhh, this is a story about a guy named Al,
and he lived in a sewer with his hamster pal,
but the sanatation workers really didn't approve
so he packed up his accordian and had to move,
to a city in Ohio where he lived in a tree,
and he worked in a nasal decongestant factory,
and he played on the company bowling team,
and every single night he had a strange recurring dream,
where he was wearing Liederhosen in a vat of sour cream,
but that's really not important to the story.

Well, the very next year he met a dental hygenist
with a spatula tatooed on her arm (on her arm), 
but he didn't keep in touch, and he lost her number,
then he got himself a job on a tater-tot farm,
and he spent his life playing __something__ __sick??__ little games  {some big ???'s on this line}
when he maps a model surface of the earth (of the earth)
and he really makes a mighty fine jelly-bean and pickle sandwitch, for what it's worth.

Then one day Al was in the forrest trying to get a tan,
when he heard the tourtured screaming of a funny little man,
he was caught in a bear trap and Al set him free
and the guy that he rescued was as gratefull as can be,
and it turned out he a bigshot producer on on tv,
so he gives Al a contract and what'd ya know,
NOW HE'S GOT HIS VERY OWN -WEIRD- -AL- SHOOOOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!