You walked into the party
Like you were walkin' onto a yacht
Your kilt strategically dipped below one knee
Your kilt hose were apricot.
You wear your kilt here all the time
And when you don't, it's pants
Your underwear spied by the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend...
Dr. Charles A. Hays
The Kilted Perfesser
Laird in Residence, Blathering-at-the-Lectern