| Lyrics: | Clifford: Here, straight from their two-week engagement under Carnegie Hall,
are
The Irish Rodents.
Rats:
[slow]
When I was a young lad
In old County
Cork,
My father said, "son,
don't eat with a fork."
No need to say thank you
No need to say please...
A rat is a natural born lover of cheese!
Cheese! cheese!
cheese! cheese!
[fast]
Ohhhh! there's cheddar, swiss, muenster, limberger,
jalisco,
Cream, edam, ricotti, havarti, romano,
American, feta, blue, colby
[something]
Gouda, [something] jack, mozzarella, and brie...
Cheese! cheese!
cheese! cheese!
[another verse]
Cheese! cheese! cheese! cheese!
Ohhhh! there's cheddar, swiss, muenster, limberger, jalisco
Cream, edam, ricotti, havarti,
romano, and brie.
[slow]
Oh camembert, the knives,
The knives are
carving,
Mozzarella-rella, mozzarella cheese!
Sure there's one kind of cheese,
Brings a rat to his knees,
'Tis the kind dear old mom used to steal!
[spoken]
Grab your toast points boys, we're going skinny dipping! Yay!
[rats dive into cheese
pot] |
