I live alone in an apartment
During a 19 CoviD panic freakout
And I sit on the throne looking at the TP
Panicking that it soon will run out
Then in flies a dude who's all dressed up
Just like a Daddy Mack
And he says that if I have ten pounds
I can have his last Quilted Northern Two Pack

And I say, "Hey Hey, You You"
Lay off the White Cloud
Hey Hey , You You
Lay off the White Cloud
Hey Hey, You You
Lay off the White Cloud
Dont grab more packs, cause TWO's the max
On White Cloud

The telephone rings, I say "Hi, its me"
Is this Costco on the line
A voice says "Hi, hello; we're sorry"
No Charmin at this time
I say, "It's 3 AM and there ain't no rolls"
Dont you people ever get more to stock
Just 'cause you hear bad news
Do we all have to be running amok

And I said, "Hey Hey, You You
Lay off the White Cloud
Hey Hey, You You
Lay off the White Cloud
Hey Hey, You You
Lay off the White Cloud
Dont grab more packs, cause TWO's the max
On White Cloud

I was sick and tired, fed up with this
And decided to take law in my hands
So tired of being peaceful
There was nobody to disrupt their plans
I layed a few out, and posted pics
I gave vent to our rage
In the morning the likes and emojis
Were like bouquets on my Facebook page

And we say, "Hey Hey, You You"
Lay off the White Cloud
Hey Hey, You You
Lay off the White Cloud
Hey Hey, You You
Lay off the White Cloud
Dont grab those packs, 'cause TWO's the max
On White Cloud, babe ....