From the halls of Montezuma
To the shores of Tripoli
I have fought my country's battles
I have faced every enemy
I ain't scared of no Iraqi missiles
I ain't scared of no Russian tanks
If I'm captured and tortured all they'll get
Is my serial number name and rank
You know I'd storm Baghdad to kick Saddam's bu*t
Swim to Havana bring home Castro's beard
For my buddies throw my body on a live grenade
I guess I just don't know the meaning of fear
But please
Please
Please please please please please
Don't make me shower with a fairy
Not a fairy--fairies scare me
Cause a fairy might look at my weewee
My weewee--it's so teeny