Hello Mr. Zebra. Can I have you sweater ´cause it´s cold, cold, cold in my hole, hole, hole. Ratatouille Strychnine- sometimes she´s a friend of mine,
With her gigantic whirlpool that will blow your mind.
Hello Mr. Zebra. Ran into some confusion with a Mrs. Croc-o-dile-dile-dile. Furry mussels marching on, she thinks she´s Kaiser Wilhelm, Or a civilized syllabub, to blow your mind.
Figure it out. She, she´s a goodtime fella. She got a little fund to fight for Moneypenny´s rights. Figure it out. She, she´s a goodtime fella. "Too bad the burial was premature," she said, and smiled.