The Pit

Are you ready Dave? Uh, uh

Malory? Okay

Joe? I don't know

Well, alright fellas, let's go

Hee and a hoe and I love my baby so

In the bottom of the bottomless pit

Don't make a sound or we might drag your baby down

To the bottom of the bottomless pit

I'm covered with slime and ick and goo

But that's okay 'cause my woman is too

And we live in the stench of a dirt-walled hole

And we don't give a damn about pest control

It's a hee and a hoe, God, I love my baby so

In the bottom of the bottomless pit

Don't make a sound or we might drag your baby down

To the bottom of the bottomless pit

Well, call us nauseating if that's what you please

Or call us Ron and Nancy 'cause it's all the same disease

This kind of thing happens in the best of homes

This kind of thing happens wherever I roam

It's a hee and a hoe and I love my baby so

In the bottom of the bottomless pit

Don't make a sound or we might drag your baby down

To the bottom of the bottomless pit

I wanna hear you shout the words to this song

So let's all join in and we'll all sing along

And maybe scare the neighbors or your mom and dad

Or maybe get rich off some brand new fad

It's a hee and a hoe and I love my baby so

In the bottom of the bottomless pit

Don't make a sound or we might drag your baby down

To the bottom of the bottomless pit