IT'S HARD FOR GUYS LIKE ME TO TO FIND A FRIEND
My appearace might suggest I'm very tough
And I'll admit my skin's a little rough
I look horrible so why should I pretend?
Oh, it's hard for guys like me to find a friend
I have aboslutely nothing to admire
And my manners leave a lot to be desired
If I gave a party no one would attend
Oh, it's hard for guys like me to find a friend
CHORUS
When a pretty lady gator comes my (his) way
She treats me (him) like I've (he's) got a bad desease
And if I try to steal a kiss she screams and runs away
'Cause she could loose her head if I should sneeze
I'm the ugly monster of the everglades
Why even my reflection is afraid
I'm a menace to myself from either end
Oh, it's hard for guys like me to find a friend
(chorus)
I'm the ugly monster of the everglades
Why even my reflection is afraid
I'm a menace to myself from either end
Oh, it's hard for guys like me to find a friend
I look horrible so why should I pretend?
Oh, it's hard for guys like me to find a friend
LIFE ON THE RIVER SO FINE
THERE IS NO ONE ELSE THAT EVEN COMPARES
Chorus
Just because we never say that we love you
Just because we never tell you we care
That don't mean that it's true
'Cause really, we do
But some critters find that so hard to share
Just because we never tell you you're pretty
That don't mean that we think that you're not
And every critter has found
When you're not around
We surely do miss you a lot
And though we might forget to tell you
We don't like it when we are apart
And I just wanna say
You brighten our day
And you've got a special place in our hearts
So --
(chorus)
But there is no one else that even compares
And though we might forget to tell you
We don't like it when we are apart
And I just wanna say
You brighten our day
And you've got a special place in our hearts
So --
(chorus)
But there is no one else that even compares
NOT WORKING WORKS FOR ME
Now some folks work for what they lack
But I just never had the nack
I use my brains and not my back
Not workin' works for me
While other critters sweat and strain
That kind of thing drives me insane
I just sit back and use my brain
Not workin' works for me
CHORUS
Now there are those who rush to work
And those of us who wait
And who knows what tomorrow brings
So I procrastinate
That means: Don't hurry, Murry
Why work my fingers to the bone?
Let others bring the bacon home
And I'll sit back and make a loan
Not workin' works for me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
(chorus)
Why work my fingers to the bone?
Let others bring the bacon home
And I'll sit back and make a loan
Not workin' works for me
Oh yeah
Not working always works for me
Yeah
You better believe it!
YOU JUST GOTTA BELIEVE
WHEN YOU'RE USIN' YOUR IMAGINATION
Now things are really not what they appear
And what you see might really not be here
It's surprisin' the things that bring you pleasure
'Cause one man's junk is another man's treasure
Now think of all the possibillities
If a critter puts his mind to what he sees
Why you'll just be full of inspiration
When you're usin' your imagination
Now a handfull of moss
Makes you Santa Claus
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho
An old pinecone
Is a microphone
Testing. One two...
An old sea shell
Makes a real neat bell
You know what I'm sayin'
If you put your mind to it
I know that you can do it
And everything you see
Is everything you need!
So if you just take a little time
You just might be amazed at what you find
You can even change your occupation
When you're using your
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