Drove to Waco, on a dare,
Went to a whore house, over there.

They wern't legal in New Mex
But the guy who drove us, was a Tex.

Swore by God as he rubbed the vaseline
That the whores in Texas were "certified clean."

"Ain't talkin Vegas, here, kids."
"The Fed's keep this place, under their lids

Arriving at the Coup of the Chicken.
All I got in , was a little bit a head-en.

Those so horny, they went for the shop
Got a bad case of clap, the medics couldn't stop.

With sincere respect to J. Compton and the boys of Texas A&M.