She's a weed eater  He's a bottom feeder  The things that she says  Makes him want to beat her and beat her    He's a (?)  She's a dead leg  All the dope that she smokes  Makes her bark like a dog    Oh Mr. Mud, what have you done now  Oh Mr. Mud, now what have you done  Oh Mr. Mud, what have you done  Oh Mr. Mud, you sure are a lot of fun    He's a mud dweller  She's an underwear seller  The mud gotten so thick  That he can't even tell her    His life goes all wrong  And she's in love with the bong  When Mr. Mud comes to town  All the creeps tag along    Mr. Mud, Mr. Mud  Mr. Mud, Mr. Mud  Mud, mud, mud, mud  Mr. Mud, mud, mud