Pizza Dude

Pizza Dude Pizza Dude
You are my hero in a white Toyota Corolla
You bounce into my driveway blaring shocking music so crude
I get the urge to cross myself and eat some virus ala ebola.
Pizza Dude Pizza Dude
What have you brought in that brown paper sack?
Please let it be the food I’d ordered, but not already chewed.
I know you’re an outta work actor, and suck a useless hack.
Pizza Dude Pizza Dude
Here is your payment for the ham and cheese hoagie
Stick out you hand and please don’t further intrude
On my dinner time alone in my house – don’t be that creeping bogey.
Pizza Dude Pizza Dude
I paid you with a check because I’m terrified you can’t make change
From the single 20 I might hand you and then be viewed
as an ass when I ask for money back – you wanting me on a rocket range.
Pizza Dude Pizza Dude
Thanks for delivering my dinner all warm and hot
But, wait, don’t go, I need to check the food
To see if it’s what I sought.
Pizza Dude Pizza Dude
Why are you running back to your car so fast?
You weave and stumbled as if you have imbued
And hey, whatever happened to the ketchup?