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Sleepy alligator in the noon day sun, |
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Lyin' by the river just like he usually done. |
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Call for his whiskey, he can call for his tea, |
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Call all he want to, but he can't call for me. |
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Oh no! i've been there before, |
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And i ain't gonna come around here any more. |
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Creepy alligator coming all around the bend, |
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Shoutin' about the times when we was mutual friends, |
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I checked my memory and i checked it quick, yes i will. |
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I checked it runnin' some old kind of trick. |
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Oh no! well i've been there before, |
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And i ain't gonna come around here any more. |
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Sailin' down the river in an old canoe, |
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A bunch of and an old tennis shoe. |
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Out of the river all ugly and green, |
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Came the biggest old alligator that i've ever seen! |
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Teeth big and pointy and his eyes were buggin' out, |
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Contracted the union, put the beggars to rout. |
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Screamin' and yellin', he was pickin' his chops, |
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He never runs he just stumbles and hops. |
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Just out of prison on ten dollars bail, |
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Mumblin' bitches and waggin' his tail. |
