| Well I did the shuffle down the stairs
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| And I skipped to the zoo
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| I had a visit with a friend they called Frankenfoote
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| He hated all the workers
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| And all the people too
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| Trusted only I
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| And only I could bring him food
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| He hopped just like a rabbit
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| More like a kangaroo
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| And he ate just like a lion does
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| So, like the tigers too
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| And in the night when he goes to sleep
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| He likes a shot or two
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| Sour milk from so much milk
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| To fill his belly full
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| Frankenfoote’s is all alone, lone, lone LONE!
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| Taken from friends and his home, home, home HOME!
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| Frankenfoote needs to be free, free, free FREE!
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| He’s the last one of his kind
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| Can’t you see, see, see, see
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| I walked into his big cage
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| And much to my surprise
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| I saw Franky drawing pictures
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| About his former life
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| He had three little babies
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| A house and a wife
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| Stripped from them
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| For the public delight
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| He ate up all the meat I brought
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| In one big bite
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| I combed his giant mane
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| And locked his roots up tight
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| I listened to him sing
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| About his first big fight
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| Until our time was up
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| And the sun came up and night turned to light |
| Frankenfoote’s is all alone, lone, lone LONE!
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| Taken from friends and his home, home, home HOME!
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| Frankenfoote needs to be free, free, free FREE!
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| He’s the last one of his kind
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| Can’t you see, see, see, see
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| He sharpened up his big claws
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| To start off every day
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| Then he went for a short jog
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| To keep himself in shape
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| And when no one was looking
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| He clawed at the gate
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| Soon enough the lock would bust
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| And he could leave that place
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| I got to the zoo
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| About a quarter past eight
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| All the guard were in a frenzy
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| Something got away!
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| I looked a little further to Franky’s cage
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| Then I knew what was up
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| The lock had bust
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| My friend had escaped
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| Frankenfoote’s going home, home, home HOME!
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| Leaving that zoo all alone, lone, lone LONE!
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| Frankenfoot is finally free, free, free FREE!
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| The only thing I hope is he remembers me, me, me me |