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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