Crocodile, river, crocodile, run,
I've had enough of your crocodile fun
Petty little lies, stupid little fears
I've had enough of your crocodile tears
I'm on the river ridin a raft,
Sun on my face, wind on my back
Heading right down to the rum runner's
shack
I'm gone for good won't never come back
You didn't call to see I was fine,
You just called hear to yourself wineDropped me a note, I dropped you for good
I drew a line and that's where I stood.
Sitting on the porch in this shanty
dig,
Cellar full of rum and plenty to swigRock n' and a rollin in my rocking chair
Sweet smell of summer, fillin the air.
Crocodile river, crocodile run,
Crocodile gun and bootleg rumCrocodile river, crocodile tears,
A shabby old shack and nothing to fear.
Crocodile river, crocodile rock
Just gotta fix me the hole in my sockPatched up my jeans and I'm looking sweet,
Just gotta get me some shoes for my feet
You called me vindictive, you called me
a swine
From my new perspective I'm doing just
fineYou keep away you crocodile fool
Or you'll learn a lesson they don't teach in school
I've got a gun, loaded and cocked
Ready to shoot at the next crying
crocCome here again and I'm gonna shoot,
Skin me a croc for some crocodile boots.
Crocodile, river, crocodile, run
dee, da, dee, dee, da dee, dee da, dee
dum...
Katrina Boguski January 10, 2014
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