New Kind Of Low-Low lyrics

I push the limits of good taste
Whenever I open my mouth
You got a worm in your ear
Like Checkov from Kahn
Shame! Shame!
I hit a new kind of low.
All the way from South Dakota
Like a green leprachaun
She got a sun dress in heat
He got his latex gloves on
Shame! Shame!
I hit a new kind of low.
And if you ever come here
You're tweaking on the phone
I got a new connection
I never leave the light on
Shame! Shame!
I hit a new kind of low...