Do your boys hang low
Do they wobble to and fro
Can you tie 'em in a knot
Can you tie 'em in a bow
Can you throw 'em over your shoulder
Like a continental soldier
Do your boys hang low
When you go to take a crap
Do you put 'em on you lap
When you blow a little fart
Does it spread 'em all apart
When you walk around the block
Do you tuck 'em in your sock
Do your boys hang low
When the weathers nice and fair
Do they sweat from all the hair
When you're sitting on the porch
Do they fall out of your shorts
When you're laying in the bed
Do you rest 'em by your head
Do your boys hang low
When you jostle 'em around
Do they fall onto the ground
When you're walking out the store
Do they get caught in the door
When you get hit with a bat
Do you sound like Counselor Blat
Do your boys hang low
*Counselor Blat was a junior counselor--who acted a bit feminine--you are supposed
to read the last line in a high pitched voice.
This was written by our cabin at Boys' State about our OLD Senior Counselor.
He always walked around the room in his underware, it wasn't pretty.
