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 mussels marching on

She thinks she’s Kaiser Wilhelm or a civilised 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