From "Ground Beef"
There's no sun stuff
With a high enough
SPF for your fair skin
And they don't sell a
Citronella candle
Strong enough
To protect you like I can
I'm your minefield
I'm the sneeze shield
For your salad bar
I'm your camouflage
I'm the entourage
Of secret service
Jogging next to your car
I will protect you
From harm
I will protect you
And keep you warm
Keep you warm
Head colds, bomb threats
Unfiltered cigarettes
Enemies...
Surround you
But I'll repel them
I'll dispel them
Mark you off with orange cones
And direct the traffic around you
I'm your water wings
I'll take care of things
I'll keep you afloat
I'm your parasol
I'm Nonoxynol
I'm the monster
In your moat
I will protect you
From harm
I will protect you
And keep you warm
Keep you warm
Copyright 2002 Zach London