Old mother Hubbard
Was the randiest Gran
Who loved teaching
Dogs new tricks
Old Joe loved
When she needed work
And her cupboards required a fix
He'd knock on the back door
Sometimes the front
To work on her plumbing
Then roll up a blunt
Her rickety house
Always needed some hands
Cuz some old lasses
Just need a man
She went to the liquor store
To fetch him a beer
He'd been fixin her thatch
All day
But when he was done
She realized
She had no money to pay
The dame made a curtsy
Dog made a bow
And that's how the plumber
Selected the plow
Dogs do tricks
If they get a bone
Randy Grans hate
To be alone
She went to the pharmacy
For more blue pills
Cuz old Joe was starting to tire
She needed a spark
For the gasoline
That could set his
World on fire
The rubber band man
Said bag the ham
Cuz Ya wanna feel safe when you
Wham the lamb
The girl gave a smile
At the check out till
Bad Gran swooped
To land on the kill
Old mother Hubbard
Was the talk of the town
Even better than Dr. Ruth
And all the wives
Would ask advice
Cuz she always told the truth
Down and out's
Only just begun
Why should young folks
Have all the fun
Church lady tropes
Are all rope-a-dope
Bend over love
And pass us the soap