(Sung to a bluesy early-style rock tune)
Crocodile sitting on a pile of bones
Over in the corner weeping all alone
Says 'nobody wants to be with me
Cause I'll eat them up and they'll be gone, you see'
Hey, crocodile
Stop eating everyone and you'll have some friends
Businessman is like a crocodile
He looks around at you all the while
You're just a source of money to him
Maybe that's why he ain't got no friends
He-e-ey
Maybe it ain't so good to be a businessman!
Sing this yourself if you want!
God loves you!
Sincerely,
David S. Annderson
P.S. Crime show is like a crocodile
Looks at the world and all the while
The people are all criminals and victims
Ain't nobody on those shows have no friends
He-e-ey
Maybe we should watch I Love Lucy instead!