(G. Thomas)

Pablo ain't got no savoir-faire

and his pants smell strange -

no he doesn't really care

Turn on the TV -

Pablo's there

And if you want some work done

just watch him disappear

Pablo? Pablo!

He'll slink into your living room,

hide under a throw pillow

He'll match your upholstery

He'll steal your remote control

He'll steal your remote control

He'll steal your remote control!

Watch out!

He's one in a billion

Beware of the Couch Chameleon

(repeat)

Pablo sits there in his underwear

and his socks don't match

and he hasn't washed his hair

But you can walk in the room

and you won't notice him there

And when the girls sit down

Pablo grins from ear to ear