Original lyrics
ENMy friend and I were watching TV
and we saw some old boxing footage
What ever happened to Howard Cosell?
I hope his sores are healing well.
The fruits of his labors are stored in the case.
Would you undress for the faintest of tastes?
Sounds like a waste.
All he's got, he's got to sell.
His life is fun
or maybe just funny.
Whites are hard, yolks are runny
