Jeez Louise

Please, please, please, I'm down on my knees
You turn, walk away -
I say, "Jeez Louise"

I'm not some kind of contagious disease
I don't have worms & I don't have fleas
I'll go outside in the snow & freeze
'cept there ain't no snow & it's 80 degrees
I hope I get attacked by a swarm of bees
Or smashed on the head by pollen trees
I'll put my head in a Bison Squeeze
I'll [?] a piece of moldy cheese

So, please, please, please, & I'm down on my knee
You turn, walk away -
I say, "Jeez Louise"