I was watchin' a football tourney,
And suckin' a Miller High Life.
There were Panthers, some Kid Rock, and freaks,
Other bands and thrills and streaks.
And half time a peep did I spy but no fuzz,
They applied to the crowds.
Delete can not, it was live, oh my!
Justin's rippin' on her gown.

But I liked best the insert with the horse that shot flame,
With that fired up ass of methane.
Was a horse fart that cooked the face off that dame,
And there's just no tellin' what his ass did contain.

La, la, la, la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la,
La, la, la, la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la.

Just a few plays with the ball they'd run,
Each play they ran was blown dead.
After three plays, no first down was won,
We better punt the quarterback said.
As the game did unfold, they began to unload,
I was glad that neither team led

But I liked best the insert with the horse that shot flame,
With that fired up ass of methane.
Was a horse fart that cooked the face off that dame,
And there's just no tellin' what his ass did contain.

La, la, la, la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la,
La, la, la, la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la.

After nine plays when they brought out the tee,
'Cause a field goal would earn them three.
There were chants and words and blocks and things,
There were fans and thrills and zings.
For'd motion made 'em revert to a kick from the ground,
And a penality from a shove.
Such a pity they didn't run out of downs,
This, the Panthers would surely love.

You see, I liked best the insert with the horse that shot flame,
With that fired up ass of methane.
Was a horse fart that cooked the face off that dame,
And there's just no tellin' what his ass did contain.

La, la, la, la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la,
La, la, la, la-la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la.