JAILHOUSE CROCS

Today we’re at a ballgame in the Okey Doak.
The Seminoles are cookin’ up a masterstroke.
The Marchin’ Chiefs are wailin’ and the war drums bang
Getting’ ready for a beatdown of the Hogtown gang,
Those Crocs!
Ready to whup on those Crocs!.
See the Tally school of hard knocks
Lay a whuppin’ on the Jailhouse Crocs!

Spider Murphy takes a snap and then he hits the dirt,
Leroy Brown’s under a pile in a world o’hurt.
Jimmy Walker goes off tackle and then Crash! Boom! Bang!
Got a whole can open on that black-and-blue gang--
Those Crocs! 
Seminoles whup on those Crocs!.
Got their linebackers all in headlocks,
We're a-whuppin’ on the Jailhouse Crocs!

Their pickpocket punter hits a solid mass
Start a-sobbin’ and a-combin’ though the Doak house grass.
The Seminoles say "Lizard, don’t ya be so blue.
If you can't find your teeth just eat some soft tofu"--
Those Crocs!
Seminoles whup on those Crocs!.
The gang meets its final roadblock,
We're a-whuppin’ on the Jailhouse Crocs!

(halftime interlude)

Shifty Henry says to Bugs “For Heaven’s sake,
The Tribe’s a big tsunami in a bad earthquake!”
Bugsy says to Shifty “I can’t help ya, friend,
With my helmet and my chinstrap up my own rear end”--
Those Crocs!
Seminoles whup on those Crocs!
Send’em back to rehab and detox,,
Lay a whuppin’ on those Jailhouse Crocs!
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Gator number thirteen says to State’s QB
“That was the baddest beatin' that we ever did see!
Still we take a fancy to your company,
Won’t ya ride back to the Hogtown Jail with me?”
Those Crocs!
Seminoles whupped on those Crocs!.
As the Chiefs were rockin’ ‘round the clock,
Laid a whuppin’ on the Jailhouse Crocs!