Say what you will but I'm a stinker I come crawling up out of my hole Dirt in my toes, dirt up my nose I'm a perfect curse to pest control
Seeds and weeds and muddy meals Crawling around the earth Down in the ground where the sun don't pound I hibernate in English turf
Better believe it, I'm a stinker Burning vermin stink Watch me get as high as a heat wave honey Tell me what you hound dogs think
Set in my styles with a beady eye I got connections with the underground Call me a common rodent boy Sitting here safe and sound
Some mole hill mother sauntered by Acting like the ace of spades Don't give that cutey no reason to shoot me When I'm living on the eggs she laidTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
