To the tune of "Apeman", by The Kinks

You're a barrel bodied beaner 
You're a barrel bodied beaner 
You're a beaner 

You're a barrel bodied beaner 
You're a barrel bodied beaner 
You're a beaner 

You wear a spinning baseball cap
I'd like to wipe you off the face of the map
You so annoy me with all your crap
You barrel bodied beaner 
barrel bodied beaner 

You drive like a fool
You drive like a fool
to the next red light

I walk into a store
and there you are
being overly polite

You're always underfoot when I walk outside
circling around me when I go for a ride
I'd really like to kick you in the hide
You barrel bodied beaner 
barrel bodied beaner