| I’m an excavator!
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| Excavator!
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| (Hey, Dirt!) See you later,
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| I’m an excavator.
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| I’ve got a great big arm and a great big fool
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| If I start digging down, I’ll be done and scraped real soon,
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| I’m an earth (equator) -separator,
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| Oh my, Aunt Excavator.
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| I’ve got a big old bold ucket that I scoop all the time
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| Diggin' holes in the ground, (I) wonder what I’ll find.
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| I’m an earth investigator,
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| Why, an ex cave ator.
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| Oh, can you see ea ea ea ea how I don’t have feet.
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| (You don’t have feet? How do you get around?)
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| I roll on tracks, to get me where my needs need me.
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| I’m an excavator!
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| Excavator!
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| (Hey, Dirt!) See you later,
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| I’m an excavator.
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| I’ve- (Maybe I don’t have)
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| A place where workers sit, it’s called a cab (oops, it isn’t.),
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| Where I get to control the bucket to make my workers mad.
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| I’m a whole (federal) regulator.
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| I’m an ex- husband of the cavator.
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| Oh, can not you see that I snore all day.
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| (Do you ever sleep with sheep?)
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| No time for sleeeeeeieieiepe, not rhyme for play.
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| I’m an excavator!
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| Excavator!
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| (Hey, Dirt!) See you later,
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| I’m an excavator.
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| Excavator!
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| Blippinatexcavator! |