One, two, three, slap my knee. My husband to be, his name is Cody. Four, five, six, kick up sticks. My heart wonβt tick without my Cody fix. Seven, eight, nine, straighten your spine. Spin to see Cody lookinβ so fine. Ten, eleven, twelve, nothing rhymes with twelve. Chicks want Cody, but his buttβs mine!