I Feel Snitty with Craig Rozniecki

“Pisstaker” Not one, but six!   So, my name is Donnie; I’ve got no money; owned by the Russian mob Together do some “laundry,” or they’ll clean me out (Oh, no-no) So, I call my Vlady; I’m on hold, hold, hold, hold, hold After five hours, he says, “Why don’t you just leave us alone?” So, I wear a bracelet, as a reminder; asks “What Would Vlady Do?” If my Cabinet protests it, I say “You are screwed!” (Oh, yeah-yeah) So, I call a guy, who says, “Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait” “I know what he did in the summer of sixty-eight”   Showers, the golden showers There are powers with the tapes Pee on my a$$ and face So, whatever Vlady says, I trust and obey   So, his name is Donnie; he’s lost some money; is owned by the mob He’s on a choke-collar, so they don’t bark (Ruff, ruff, ruff) So, he’s always their b*tch, arf, arf, arf, arf, arf, arf, arf If they say to, he’ll lick his balls if one is left So, he has no control, but wants to act like he’s really strong Even though his muscles look like nothing more than fluff (fl