Just press rewind and then you'll find
the story of a man,
a man who soon would find the moon
naked, who gives a ****.
A bullet flew and nicked a rod,
the opal curtain fell,
the little girl with luscious lips
told him, don't kiss and tell.
He blew straight down and snuffed it out
(well them, 'twere sixty-three),
he waved goodbye
his wife just cried,
they watched their daughter leave.
He held her tight in dress so white
and said "I do" with glee,
as he hoped for the right word
while he was on one knee.
He cried and sighed and wished to die,
the mother could not mourn,
the father smiled with delight,
his baby boy was born.
Nobody knows what happens next,
the question's only when,
I'm sure you'll figure out the rest
(hint, it begins again).