If'n i was a big ole otter,
No one could make food any hotter.
i'll just whip up some hotroot soup,
To feed me and my whole troop.
If'n i was a big hedgehog,
i'd be called an ol' spikedog.
Put me in the cellar an' i'll be fine,
For i'm the one who makes the wine.
No one could make food any hotter.
i'll just whip up some hotroot soup,
To feed me and my whole troop.
If'n i was a big hedgehog,
i'd be called an ol' spikedog.
Put me in the cellar an' i'll be fine,
For i'm the one who makes the wine.
