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Sleepy alligator in the noon day sun |
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Lyin' by the river just like he usually done, oh no! |
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Call for his whiskey and he can call for his tea |
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Call all he want to, but he can't call for me, oh no! |
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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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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, I checked it quick, yes, I will |
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I checked it runnin' some old kind of trick, oh no! |
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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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No, I can't |
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Riding down the river in an old canoe |
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A bunch of bugs 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, for the papers to route |
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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 six dollars bail |
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Mumblin' bitches and waggin' his tail |
