Lyrics:

Monterey Jack woke up in his shack on a Monday
Monterey Jack had a little bitty snack, some elderberry wine
Monterey Jack walked down the track
All the way to ol' Harley's shack
Stuck his knife in ol' Harley's back
They say that's the way ol' Harley Davidson died
One, two, three, four
Ol' Jack Hoff was getting off in a doorway
Ol' Jack Hoff was getting off with little Sarah Lee
Ol' Jack Hoff was getting off when he mumbled, stumbled and started to cough
His vein went hard and he went soft
They say that's the way ol' Jack Hoff O.G.
You mean O.D.
No, O.G.
Oh man, what's that?
That's when you O.D. and you say, 'Oh, gee'
One, two, three, four
Tom McCann was sitting in the sand by the ocean
Tom McCann looked into his hand and found a jelly-roll
Tom McCann was feeling grand, all the girls were licking his hand
He's a heel but man, oh, man
Everybody knows that Tom McCann got soul
It's over
No, it ain't, (no, it ain't either, here it is again) no, it ain't
(That's really the end)