Richie Rich
Rodney the Geek
[Verse 1]
Let me tell a little story 'bout a friend that I got
His name's Rodney, a geek, he hangs at the spot
You know the type, real shy, thick glasses and all
Goofy, kinda pudgy, 'bout 5 ft. tall
He was a moron, a pest, but his ways were good
I know you probably had this kind, in your neighborhood
If you do, you should listen, and listen well
To the story 'bout Rodney I'm about to tell
Frat party at the college, Rodney got ill
Uninvited but excited so he had to chill
Two kegs inside, and a posse of girls
While Rodney stood goofy like Rocky the Squirrel
Couldn't dance, couldn't wiggle if you want the truth
Despite his fogged up glasses and a missing tooth
He was a failure, and it showed in his face
But he was always on time and never late
To the grooves, but they wouldn't let him in
And Rodney'd get ill when the party began
I'd always hear strange stories of the things he'd say
He got mad and threw his glasses at one DJ
But the party went on and so did Rodney's life
Who walked home in a blur and didn't sleep that night

He's Rodney
He's Rodney the geek
He's Rodney
Rodney the geek