And still another version from my old fraterity's page.

Chorus:

There's a skeeter on my Peter, whack it off; Whack it off!
There's a skeeter on my Peter, whack it off; Whack it off!
There's a dozen on my cousin, I can hear the bastards buzzin'.
There's a skeeter on my Peter, whack it off.

She was drivin' down the road doin' 293.
When the chain on her motorcycle broke.
Well they found her in the grass, with the muffler up her ass.
And her titties playin' Dixie on the spokes.

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There's a bummer on my hummer, Sweet Marie.
There's a blister on my sister, can't you see.
There's some crap in my lap, I think I got the clap.
There's a skeeter on my Peter, whack it off.

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Sincerely,
Gargoyle