Well you know this dum guy, it's hard not to tell
He sadly is mostly known for his smell
We laugh at him, we mock him, he deserves no respect
We gave him some Lysol, but it had no effect

It's a sin, it's a sin, to be like a Tim
You can thank God that you don't smell like him
He's stinky, he's smelly, and he makes us all sick
Since you don't brush you teeth, please use this toothpick

He left our school throwing a big fit
All of us were happy not to have to smell shit
Relieved were the teachers, for they all know
Without Tim in class, the GPA's grow

In our cars we see a man holding a sign
We laugh and remember Tim standing in line
There was always a huge gap, because of his stench
Now the gap is much wider on his park bench