Disclaimer: The views expressed in the songs are not necessarily those of the authors. Anyone who sacrifices their hamster to the devil, urinates in graveyards, eats people, drinks their blood, keeps their partner in the fridge, seeks for love at the zoo, or any other act committed in these songs is a pratt, and does so as their own risk and responsibility.
There's something 'bout that boy, that's strange to see He doesn't look like you, he doesn't look like me I've been meaning to tell ya, please don't go wild There's a possibility that he's not your child, 'cause Chorus: I made love to your father, love to your brother Once or twice I slept with your mother There has to be a father, it could be you Or half of the creatures down the local zoo You wear tartan pyjamas and socks in bed Couldn't be more boring, if you were dead If I mention "sex", all you do is frown That's why I sometimes have to sleep around Chorus He's got green scaly skin, and a pair of horns I knew that there was something wrong as soon as he was born I've been wracking my brains tryin'a think of a father Who's a cross between a goat and an Iguana Chorus (x2) Half of the creatures down the local zoo (x2)