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