But what if she'd get an abortion? I wouldn't dare do it Like Eddie is to Coltrane, like Beavis is to butt pain I lie like cocaine never low like lo mein Cause fires like propane I'm insane in the membrane Excuse me for a moment while I drain the main vein Life's not a board game like Candyland or Chess Name is mc chris and you know that I'm the best I'm like Jack Tripper surrounded by the girlies You with your ascot you're Don Knotts, you're Mr. Round and round the cobbler's bench, The monkey chased the weasel, The monkey thought 'twas all in fun Pop! A half a pound of tupenny rice, A half a pound of treacle. Some historians claim that the song is all about tailors, and that the original lyrics began "Round and round the tailor's bench," with the weasel being a spindle that wound the bobbin of thread and "popped" when the spool was full. Yo you wanna get with mc chris you gotta get with me Like Peggy and Al, Alex, Jennifer and Mal Like the Mississippi or the Panama Canel Like Miss Piggy or the buxom Bev Belle Name is mc chris and I'm like a val gal Cause I say like, like My So-Called Life But too many times and it just ain't right They say it's just a word like um or uh Say it too many times it might as well be duh Kinda sorta whatever and peachy keen I sound like love letters in Seventeen magazine Word up oooooooh Pop goes the weasel cause the weasel makes pop references Like the???