I saw a little kid as he walked around
He picked a candy bar up off the ground
He chowed about a half then his face turned blue
Turned out that candy bar was doggy-doo

Ohh ohh, don't pick ip up I say
Ohh ohhh, unless you can throw it away
Ohh ohh, don't pick it up I say
You're gonna be bummed that went that way

You're out there makin' bacon, no scrutiny
You mess around too much and you got VD
You know you never think and you're sore today
You're gonna take it back to California

Ohh ohh, don't pick ip up I say
Ohh ohhh, unless you can throw it away
Ohh ohh, don't pick it up I say
You're gonna be bummed that went that way

My friend was kinda hurtin' for a girl to try
He saw one that looked like Pat on Saturday Night Live
It had a pair of thingies but a mustache too
Not clearly male or female so now what to do

Ohh ohh, don't pick ip up I say
Ohh ohhh, unless you can throw it away
Ohh ohh, don't pick it up I say
You're gonna be bummed that went that way