Melissa was crowned the most pretty
And ambitious young maid in our city
But she left us no trace
Of her figure and face
But a grin and a perfect left titty
If ever you walk down our street
A saucy young miss you might meet
With a wink of her eye
She makes truck drivers shy
And teenage boys kneel at her feet
A cowgirl roared out of the West
At putting down men she was best
Some she would beat on
And some she would cheat on
And cut off the balls of the rest
An Indian gent named Challussee
Has found that some girls may be fussy
For he has learned that
When she says "pet my cat"
She may not mean "fondle my pussy"
Place tongue firmly in cheek; if you feel the need to chuckle, do so!