Todd The Golfer

Todd is on the green at the break of day
Focused and keen, he's swinging away
No cart needed cause he likes to walk
Pulls out his finder and measures his shot

Oh, Todd the golfer
Takes the game so serious
Every shot is so meticulous
Oh, Todd the golfer
Golf for him is a serious affair
Now someone put eyes on Todd's balls in the air

Counting every stroke, breathing with precision
No room for a joke, he's got tiger vision
Tournaments and dreams, range finder on his hip
Todd likes ready golf, just grip it and rip

Todd won't say a word, he likes to play alone
And if you go too slow, he'll take his balls and go home

Oh, Todd the golfer
Takes the game so serious
Every shot is so meticulous
Oh, Todd the golfer
Golf for him is a serious affair
Now someone put eyes on Todd's balls in the air

Someone put eyes on Todd's balls in the air

Balls in the motherfucking air

No cart needed cause he likes to walk
Pulls out his finder and measures his cock

Oh, Todd the golfer
Takes the game so serious
Every shot is so meticulous
Oh, Todd the golfer
Golf for him is a serious affair

Now Todd's ball is in the air



Credits
Writer(s): Freddie Coffey
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