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