Hello Mr. Zebra

Can I have your sweater

Cause it's cold cold cold

In my hole hole hole

Ratatouille Strychnine

Sometimes she's a friend of mine

With a gigantic whirlpool

That will blow your mind

Hello Mr. Zebra

Ran into some confusion

With a Mrs. Crocodile-dile-dile

Furry muscles 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