Tricking toads that keep on bouncing,
Just like drumsticks that keep trouncing.
Hungry jaguars that keep prancing,
A hippopotamus keeps dancing.
In a swamp the lily pads rolling,
As a ton of frogs keep leaping.
Miss and land in the water,
Jumping on a log which flutters.
Oh, Lord yeah!

Kermit the Frog plays his banjo when,
They only searched for the frogs.
Why should they discover more of them?
They leave that role for the dogs, yeah.

Green is not a color for them,
But they look at frogs just for fun.
Treating lily pads like the alphabet,
Wait till the quacking ducks come, yeah!

Now the swamp does not have frogs there,
The lily pads vanished in thin air.
No more Frog Fans have the letters,
Jon's old hand filled them with butter.
Ducks who quack that Jon is feeding,
With their teeth the Frog Fans smiling,
Wanting spiders on a water spout,
Garfield, denying that, kicks them out!
Oh, Lord yeah!