I am Hewitt. My coaching, unsightly
My agent, feisty
My outfits, tidy
But don't take me lightly
My account is robust, I masturbate to it nightly
A gentleman bandit, smiling so brightly
Robbing you blind while shaking hands politely
Like the coyote, yes I am Wiley
You people are pathetic, holding on to your dreams so tightly
I'll be cashing checks from you until I'm ninety
Not my fault you threw your money down the gutters
I don't even care that these last two lines don't rhyme with the others
My agent, feisty
My outfits, tidy
But don't take me lightly
My account is robust, I masturbate to it nightly
A gentleman bandit, smiling so brightly
Robbing you blind while shaking hands politely
Like the coyote, yes I am Wiley
You people are pathetic, holding on to your dreams so tightly
I'll be cashing checks from you until I'm ninety
Not my fault you threw your money down the gutters
I don't even care that these last two lines don't rhyme with the others