Oh, this is a story 'bout a guy named al And he lived in a sewer with his hamster pal But the sanitation workers really didn't approve So he packed up his accordion and had to move To a city in ohio where he lived in a tree And he worked in a nasal decongestant factory And he played on the company bowling team And every single night he had a strange recurring dream Where he was wearing lederhose in a vat of sour cream But that's really not important to the story
Well, the very next year he met a dental hygienist With a spatula tatooed on her arm (on her arm) But he didn't keep in touch And he lost her number Then he got himself a job on a tator tot farm And he spent his life-savings on a split-level cave Twenty miles below the surface of the earth (of the earth) And he really makes a might fine jelly bean and pickle sandwich For what it's worth
Then one day al was in the forest trying to get a tan When he heard the tortured screaming of a funny little man He was caught in a beart trap and al set him free And the guy that he rescued was grateful as could be And it turns out he's a big-shot producer on tv So he gives al a contract and whaddya know Now he's got his very own weird al show
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