He had an itch that wouldn't stop

He caught it from someone who didn't wash

He had a nest for a crotch

He had one big piece of hot property

He's just a kid

The Kwellada Kid

He had an itch

Only Kwellada could fix

He was afraid to drop his pants

He was embarrassed by his nasty rash

It was in the shape of Italy

He penis was his scratching post

SON OF KWELLADA KID

He's going back to that town

He's gonna hunt that creature down

He's gonna pull it's panties down

and eat those crabs for lunch