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three little bops - stan freberg lyrics

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remember the story of three little pigs
one played a pipe and the other danced jigs
the three little pigs are still around
but they’re playing music with a modern sound

three little pigs were in the groove
everything was running smooth
the pigs were due for a big surprise
for the wolf appeared with red*rimmed eyes

wolf: ooh, ya cool! ooh, ya cool! ooh, ya cool, man, cool!
well, to show he was friendly he shook their hand
announced he was joining up with thе band
instead of starting an argument
a*one and a*two and away thеy went

the three little pigs were really gassed
they’d never heard such a corny blast

pig 1: we’ve played in the west
pig 2: we’ve played in the east
pig 3: we’ve heard the most, but you’re the least!

well, the big bad wolf was really mad
he wanted to play music and he wanted to play bad

wolf: they stopped me before i could go to town, so i’ll huff and puff and blow their house down!

the house of straw was blown away
the pigs had to find another place to play
a*dew drop inn, the house of sticks
three little pigs were giving out l!cks

well, the piano*playing pig was swinging like a gate
doing the libarace on the 88

pig 2: i wish my brother george was here
the three little pigs were having a ball
when the big bad wolf, he entered the hall
the big bad wolf, he sat right down

wolf: come on, cats, we’re going to town!

from the crowd came an angry shout

crowd: stop the music! throw the square out!

the big bad wolf was really sore

wolf: if they’re gonna get tough, i’ll give ’em more! they don’t know talent in this here town! i’ll huff and i’ll puff and blow the place down!

dew drop inn did drop down
the three little pigs crawled out of the rubble

pig 1: this big bad wolf gives us nothing but trouble!
pig 2: we won’t be bothered by his windy tricks!
pig 3: the next place we play must be made of bricks!

st*rdy place, this house of bricks
built in 1776
high*class place with a high*class crowd
sign on the door: “no wolves allowed”
the wolf was sore and fit to be tied
he was sworn and determined to get inside

he huffed and puffed at the house of bricks
but, bricks are stronger than straw or sticks
he huffed and puffed and bleeped and blooped
and at 10:00 was completely p**ped
when all of the sudden came a ray of hope

wolf: i can disguise myself! boy, what a dope!

well, the big bad wolf took it all in stride
he figured out another way to get inside

wolf: i’ll show those pigs that i’m not stuck! if i can’t blow it down, i’ll blow it up!

well, the big bad wolf was really gone
and with him went his corny h*rn
went out of this world without a trace
didn’t go to heaven, was the other place

pig 2: the big bad wolf, he learned the rule: you’ve got to get hot to play real cool!

- stan freberg lyrics

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