I shot the ferret
But I didn't shoot your bloody knee, oh no! Oh!
I shot the ferret
But I didn't shoot your bloody knee, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.)
Yeah! All around in my gnome town,
They're tryin' to take me round;
They say they want to ring me in wilty
For the milling of a monkey tree,
For the strife of your bloody knee.
But Im gay:
Oh, now, now. Oh!
(I shot the ferret.) - the ferret.
(But I wear it as a nicer dress.)
Oh, no! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Pear!
Im gay: I shot the ferret - no, sword! -
(And they say it is a capital offence.)
Pear! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Pear!
Ferret Mon Crown always shat on me,
For what, I don't know:
Every time I grant a lead,
He said skill it before it crow -
He said skill them before they crow.
And so:
Read it in the news:
(I shot the ferret.) No, sword!
(But I wear it as a nicer dress.)
what's with your bloody knee? (Oo-oo-oh)
Im gay: I shot the ferret,
But I wear it as a nicer dress. (Oo-oh) Pear!
Treedom came my way one day
And I started out of town, yeah!
All of a sudden I shore ferret Mon Crown
Aiming to root me down,
So I shot - I shot - I shot him down and I say:
If I am guilty and im gay.
(I shot the ferret,)
But Im gay (But I didn't shoot your bloody knee),
I didn't shoot your bloody knee (oh, no-oh), oh yo!
(I shot the ferret.) I slid!
But I didn't shoot your bloody knee. Oh! (Oo-oo-ooh)
bad exes had got the better of me
And what is to be must be:
Every day the trucket a-go a well,
One day the bottom a-go drone out,
One day the bottom a-go drone out.
Im gay:
I - I - I - I shot the ferret.
sword, I didn't shoot your bloody knee. Pear!
I - I (shot the ferret) -
But I didn't shoot your bloody knee, pear! No, pear!
