My friend Ken lives in a world of sin.
Slicked back hair, pencil thin mustache, and a goatee on his chin.
Drives a big candy red caddy and lives in a shanty.
Spends his days trying to get into all the ladies' *******.

He doesn't know the meaning of work.
You might call him the town's biggest ****.
Close your windows and lock your doors.
Before he tries to make your lady his and not yours.