Sounds like BS to me.
Baby’s got a squeeze box and nobody sleeps at night.
Hopefully about his taste, or lack there of, in suits.
They say the best way to go from Blue Ball to Paradise is through Intercourse.
There is also a town in Michigan named Paradise, it’s well north of Hell.
Beat me to it.
What else could you expect from a couple of bird brains?
You would prefer that he sing ‘Cool Water’?
Now Devin, you know that motors aren’t allowed in the Ballard Street sidewalk sail boat regatta.
Having My Baby by Paul Anka.