Checks

There's Jeff, Rhianna, Lorelei, and Ziva sue

Then there's crazy Whiskey Biscuits; she's part of the family too

I almost forgot there's one name left and it's the cat with all the heft

The Checkers man and he'll steal your lunch from you

He's 50% black

And 50% white

100% fat

And that's just right

He's our Checkers man and we love his butt alright

Checkers Checkies Fatso you crazy tub of lard

Stop sitting on Ziva or you can live in the yard

I had a piece of pizza right here Where'd it go?

Lorelei said Ask Checkers I'd bet he'd know

He mumbled I don't know

But I'll help you check the house

I told him to speak up

And as soon as he did

Pepperoni fell out of his mouth!

He's 50% black

And 50% white

100% fat

And that's just right

He's our Checkers man and we love his butt alright

Oh Checkers, Checkies, Check Face is that my shoe? (Yep)

You drive us crazy that's why we wrote this song for you! (don't care)

He's 50% black

And 50% white

100% fat

And that's just right

He's our Checkers man and we love his butt alright

At first Jeff didn't

Hear his name in the song

But it's the very first word

So come on Jeff sing along (it's about your cat afterall)

He's 50% black

And 50% white

100% fat

And that's just right

He's our Checkers man and we love his butt alright

He's our Checkers man and we love his butt Alright