Shaved like a razor
But it's done with a laser
And it's down on the bikini line
I tried to cross the border
But I got pulled over
By the forest marshal
On the forest line
I was in the wrong line
I was too far gone
Was burning 95 in a 45 zone
Thinking something stupid
Knowing that I shouldn't
When I probably really should've stayed home
And I'm a little like I'm bad
And I'm a little like a dad
But really I'm neither of both
I like 'em smothered, covered, diced, chopped, peppered
And delivered with a double dose of cinnamon toast
Even in the wrong line
I can still carry on
Was burning 95 in a 45 zone
Thinking something stupid
Probably thinking about a student
When I probably really should've stayed home
Shaved like a razor
But it's done with a laser
And it's down on the bikini line
I tried to cross the border
But I got pulled over
By the forest marshal
On the forest line
I was in the wrong line
I was too far gone
I was burning 95 in a residential zone
Thinking something stupid
Knowing that I shouldn't
When I probably really should've stayed home