One, two, three, slap my knee.
My husband to be, his name is Cody.

Four, five, six, kick up sticks.
My heart won't tick without my Cody fix.

Seven, eight, nine, straighten your spine.
It's fun to see Cody lookin' so fine.

Ten, eleven, twelve, nothing rhymes with twelve.
Chicks want Cody, but his butt's mine!