So good is sitting alone in your room—
View folks you’ve never met.
Life there is chatroulette, so fun,
Coming for chatroulette.

Pull out your dick ’n’
Let the camera zoom,
Brandish the bayonet.
Life there is chat roulette, so fun,
Coming for chatroulette.

Come on key 9,
Come on key +,
Come, show your horn,
Start palpitating—
Right this way
Voyeurs are waiting.

So use yer mitting
To prop up the broom. . .
Like spanking a castanet.
Life there is chat roulette, so fun,
Coming for chatroulette.

You muse about a “girlfriend”
Known as Elsie
And hope that your engorgement
She can well see.

She’s at your beck and call
And climbs your tower. . .
Mixed metaphors—
I could go on for hours.

You bake her pie, then taste it—
Finger-lickin’
Good is it—yum!
It tastes a bit like chicken.

And as you lay imaginary queen,
You’re really slappin’ that pork
And hope it’s seen.

Your dink they well see as with it you play.
Unsheathed member burnished and set for display.

So good is sitting alone in your room—
Show folks you’ve never met.
Pike bared for chatroulette, so fun,
Coming for chatroulette.

And as for me,
Yes as for me,
I’ve got my spline up,
Whacked for “Chelsea.”
Here I go: my motion you’ll well see.

Start by gland-mitting
And cradle that tum-
escence, then beat that bête.
Pike snared for chatroulette, so fun,
Get bonely for chatroulette, show gun.
I love to play chatroulette!