People let me tell you ’bout my best friend. It’s a red, rubber donut that’s soothing my bruised tail end. People let me tell you ’bout it, it’s so crucial. I’ve used it drivin’ in the car. Livin’ without it seems futile. ‘Cause it’s my best friend. It’s almost like I’m a savant with the lyrics, huh? You’re singing it to yourself right now, yes? I kid, of course. Most of you haven’t a clue which song that even is