New Kind of Low - Low Lyrics

I push the limits of good taste
Whenever I open my mouth
You got a worm in your ear
Like checkov from kahn

Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low.

All the way from south dakota
Like a green leprachaun
She got a sun dress in heat
He got his latex gloves on

Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low.

And if you ever come here
You're tweaking on the phone
"i got a new connection"
I never leave the light on

Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low...