I got my invite to the Jerry Springer show.
They giving me a chance to go blow-to-blow
With my faithless friend, who crossed the line,
And got down and dirty with that woman of mine.
Jerry Springer, my hero, my only salvation,
Paying me to biatch-slap, in front of the nation,
And even if you don't think it's proper or right,
You be on the sofa watching, come 9 o'clock tonight!
I'm setting things straight on the Jerry Springer show,
And afterwards, I'll pound-down cold beers, don't-cha know,
It ain't about revenge or putting out the trash,
It's all about my 500 bucks, and I'll take it in cash.
(Inspired by a random comment from my daughter based on watching a lot of "My Name Is Earl")
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