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Elton John/Bernie Taupin Say what you will but I`m a stinker I come crawling up out of my hole Dirt in my toes, dirt up my nose I`m a perfect curse to pest control Seeds and weeds and muddy meals Crawling around the earth Down in the ground where the sun don`t pound I hibernate in English turf Better believe it, I`m a stinker Burning vermin stink Watch me get as high as a heat wave honey Tell me what you hound dogs think Set in my styles with a beady eye I got connections with the underground Call me a common rodent boy Sitting here safe and sound Some mole hill mother sauntered by Acting like the ace of spades Don`t give that cutey no reason to shoot me When I`m living on the eggs she layed |