Lyrics

(Verse 1)
In the quiet of the night, or the middle of the day,
There’s a sneaky fella who never wants to stay.
He’s got a mission, a purpose, a clandestine plan,
To check your oil, then vanish—catch him if you can.

(Chorus)
Oh, the Bootyhole Bandit, a phantom in the dark,
With a giggle and a dash, he leaves his mark.
No one knows his face, or where he might reside,
But tales of his antics spread far and wide.

(Verse 2)
Some say he’s a doctor, others think a prankster,
But when he comes around, hearts beat a little faster.
A tap on the shoulder, a mischievous grin,
Before you know it, he’s gone with the wind.

(Chorus)
Oh, the Bootyhole Bandit, a legend in his time,
His unexpected visits are his only crime.
Men stand guard, but he slips through the net,
A playful enigma they can’t quite forget.

(Bridge)
Lock your doors, guard your rears,
But he’ll still find a way, despite your fears.
A folk hero to some, a menace to others,
Yet in every tale, laughter uncovers.

(Final Chorus)
Oh, the Bootyhole Bandit, forever on the run,
Turning ordinary days into unexpected fun.
So if you feel a poke and hear a distant laugh,
Know the Bandit’s been there, leaving his unique autograph.