| Sleepy Alligator in the noon day sun
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| Lyin' by the river just like he usually done
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| Call for his whiskey, he can call for his tea
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| Call all he want to, but he can’t call for me
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| Oh no! |
| I’ve been there before
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| And I ain’t gonna come around here any more
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| Creepy alligator coming all around the bend
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| Shoutin' about the times when we was mutual friends
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| I checked my memory and I checked it quick, yes I will
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| I checked it runnin' some old kind of trick
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| Oh no! |
| Well I’ve been there before
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| And I ain’t gonna come around here any more
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| Sailin' down the river in an old canoe
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| A bunch of and an old tennis shoe
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| Out of the river all ugly and green
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| Came the biggest old alligator that I’ve ever seen!
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| Teeth big and pointy and his eyes were buggin' out
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| Contracted the union, put the beggars to rout
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| Screamin' and yellin', he was pickin' his chops
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| He never runs he just stumbles and hops
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| Just out of prison on ten dollars bail
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| Mumblin' bitches and waggin' his tail |