Crocodile Songtext

I see you walkin' down the street
Big black clunkers on your fat old feet
You stole the pants off of Gomer Pyle

You look just like a crocodile
You look just like a crocodile
You look just like a crocodile

At the high school car wash, you drive into the yard
Those cheerleaders are going to have to scrub your wheels real hard
You pull out your folding chair; it's gonna take awhile

You look just like a crocodile
You look just like a crocodile
You look just like a crocodile

Dude, what's your deal?
I've never... never kissed a girl with braces before
Watch it now, watch it now

You look like a crocodile
You look like a crocodile
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