Yes I admit I've got a stinkin problem
Pheeeew
Ban Roll On just won't do
I soaked in Clorox bleach
Lysol and Pine Sol too
Yes I admit I've got a stinkin problem
I filled the tub right to the top
I'll start with my Brillo pad
But I don't know when to stop
I wake up and right away
A foul odor hits my nose
What's my sweat glands start to pour
I'll stink from my head down to my toes
Yes I admit I've got a stinkin problem
Aqua Velva can't cut through
Calgon won't take me away
Mr Bubbles just says "pew"
Yes I admit I've got a stinkin problem
Put Dr Scholl's in my flip flops
Then I'll scrub my private parts
But I don't know when to stop
I've been called some filthy names
Why you no good little…
And a lot of dirty words
Son of a…
I'm in a funk but just the same
I refuse to be deterred
Deterred?
Yes I admit I've got a stinkin problem
Even lye soap won't remove
Ivory Liquid and Irish Spring
I even tried my dog's shampoo
(woof)
Yes I admit I've got a stinkin problem
Smell like a hog knee deep in slop
I wore out my loofah pad
Maybe I should try a mop
David Ball might have had him a hit
But Cledus T.'s done stunk it up
Writer(s): Allen Shamblin, David Alderman Ball, Stuart Terry Ziff
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