Venus must have drifted just a Bit too far from shore-- She sunk her little oyster ship And skinny dipped On down to the ocean floor True love ain't for you, love And if marriage is an institution Mine'll have walls with cushions So how's about an old fashioned handhabung Here on the futon? Archibald a**holebroke pulled off Many high-profile antics Like the time he walked outta the truck stop latrine With a machine that was essential To our dating scene Archie kept it starchy For he wore 35 at a time And when his chippy stopped her heavy breathing Archibald could never unwind Cuz he was busy unsheathing... Maybelle shook her sleighbell Betwixt Jack Frost and a frozen hay bale Mr Frost got his iceberg tossed And then he told Miss May That she was free to get lost Feeling quite cantankerous Maybelle dropped him in an Ice cream maker, thus Proving what they say about scorning a lady-- And now Jack Frost is a snowball in Hades True love ain't for you, love Oh, boo-hoo love, it's so gruesome But you can't do nuthin' So you best do someone Whom true love ain't for, too Because true love ain't for you