Jersey Ed and myself are many things, some unspeakable, but we certainly don't go and rat on our brother.
Shame shame shame to him...

We got in a little bit of trouble
because a dog, between us two,
Jersey Ed and myself the Elder
for a squirt and a sissy hullabaloo,
and here comes PeeWee Ed
truing bout’ telling our suffrin’ Mom,
Rufuz was pissing the wrong man,
squirting on PeeWee’s leg he should!!!

It’s been so long so peaceful here that
maybe my brothers are up to no good,
when they act civilized I got the willies
and don’t wish to have them around,
my Momma tells me with earnest voice
passing for my brothers tru’and tru’
she don’t know how vermin they are
most be som’tin with motherhood.

I have the cooler full with my beloved
beer, not that piss Heineken mind you,
but a full American bottled at home
and will answer to the name…Coors!
good to clean all the thirsty whistles
but ain’t go put hair anywhere on yours,
an’ you must be aware that my beer
ain’t gonna be for no four legged mutt.

Now, PeeWee and Kimmy are butting in
with a barrage of counsel from a few,
and all because my lazy stinking brother
open the door to the most needing Rufuz;
if everybody gonna meddle uninvited
and a brother gonna rat to our loved Mom
better he look under his rotten bed tonite
because it could go up with a big boom!!!