There once was a boy named Kricky
who broke my heart after a quickie.
So I let him go
(he's no Billie Joe!),
Besides that, online flings are tricky.


I met Kricky not long ago,
that's when he set my heart a-glow.
He's only nineteen,
thought I'd intervene,
and teach him the *things* that I know.


Dear Kricky is quite a hot boy,
and that's why I made him my toy.
He will not come visit
(now that's not nice, is it?),
I know I could give him such joy.


We all know that Kricky loves beer.
He drinks it each time he is here.
So give him a guinness,
and then you can witness
how Kricky gets his ass in gear!


Our Kricky's a talented guy;
just go see his prints (and then buy!)
He made a tattoo
just for me (not for you!)
His skills you just cannot deny.


Now Kricky in Assen does live.
Those blue eyes (my god!), attractive.
The dutch girls all die
when Kricky walks by,
yet no girl his heart will he give.


Oh Erik, my lovely dutch prince
(though Switchie i'll never convince),
your heart's made of gold,
and will never grow cold.
I'll love you without committments.