Say what you will but I'm a stinker

I come crawling up out of my hole

Dirt in my toes, dirt up my nose

I'm a perfect curse to pest control



Seeds and weeds and muddy meals

Crawling around the earth

Down in the ground where the sun don't pound

I hibernate in English turf



Better believe it, I'm a stinker

Burning vermin stink

Watch me get as high as a heat wave honey

Tell me what you hound dogs think



Set in my styles with a beady eye

I got connections with the underground

Call me a common rodent boy

Sitting here safe and sound



Some mole hill mother sauntered by

Acting like the ace of spades

Don't give that cutey no reason to shoot me

When I'm living on the eggs she laid