Mr. Zebra - Live

Lyrics for Mr. Zebra - Live

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 civilized syllabub To blow your mind Figure it out, she, she's a good time fellow She got a little fund to fight for Moneypenny's rights Figure it out, she, she's a good time fellow Too bad the burial was premature, she said and smiled