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YES SIR, THAT'S MY HAMSTER I went for a stroll one night in my garden As I weed in the weeds a face stared back at me Alone, cold, frightened, abused & discoloured My little yellow salty victim said "From this point on, I'm your hampster" Oooooohhh, I'm your hampster ... oooooohhh la la la la Oooooohhh, I'm your hampster ... oooooohhh la la la la I went down the street & I saw a woman there With a leash in her hand & her face on the back of her head Her dog looked at me & said "It's not polite to stare" He spied my little furry friend & said: "Hey, is that your hampster ?" Oooooohhh, is that your hampster ? Oooooohhh la la la la Oooooohhh, is that your hampster ? Oooooohhh la la la la Visited the park & was feeling a little odd I turned around & a bench was lookling up It told me to sell pork bellies & buy gold It spotted my little my little rodent friend, I said before you ask, Yes Sir, that's my hampster. Oooooohhh, that's my hampster ... oooooohhh la la la la Oooooohhh, that's my hampster ... oooooohhh la la la la Now along my way, stopped into a belangerie Saw a she-male bagel with poppy seeds on top That ball of wheat winked & said you know what i want My newly acquired quadriped said "From this point on: I'm not your hampster. Noooooo, not your hampster ... oooooohhh la la la la Noooooo, not your hampster ... oooooohhh la la la la |
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