Animal Song - The Sing-A-Long Kids

You cuddle the cats Pet all the pups I'm left here playing the fool Love how they look Love how they play Apparently animals rule So I howl at the moon And I beg and do tricks for you What's the matter, baby? Ain't I an animal, too? I hunt like a hawk Purr like a kitten Almost as loyal as your dog Kiss me tonight Pretend I'm your prince I will gladly be your big bull frog And I howl at the moon And I'll beg and do tricks for you Oh, what's that child? Is there no satisfying you? Maybe if I howl Maybe if I howl Will that do it for you? Apparently you want someone who won't talk back to you That ain't me child That ain't me Now I sing like a bird Run like a stallion Mean as your pit-bull in June But you're causin' me pain You're pullin' on my chain And that ain't something I'd be doin' I ain't gonna howl at the moon for you And I ain't gonna beg, I ain't gonna roll over too 'Cause I found out yesterday All my friends the information they've been saying to me That I'm too much animal for you Too much animal for you

London Bridge is falling down Falling down, falling down London Bridge is falling down My fair lady Build it up with iron bars Iron bars, iron bars Build it up with iron bars My fair lady Iron bars will bend and break Bend and break, bend and break Iron bars will bend and break My fair lady Build it up with god and silver Gold and silver, gold and silver Build it up with gold and silver My fair lady London Bridge is falling down Falling down, falling down London Bridge is falling down M-y-y f-a-i-r l-a-d-y

'Round and 'round the cobbler's bench The monkey chased the weasel, The monkey thought 'twas all in fun Pop! Goes the weasel. A penny for a spool of thread A penny for a needle, That's the way the money goes, Pop! Goes the weasel. A half a pound of tupenny rice, A half a pound of treacle. Mix it up and make it nice, Pop! Goes the weasel. Up and down the London road, In and out of the Eagle, That's the way the money goes, Pop! Goes the weasel. I've no time to plead and pine, I've no time to wheedle, Kiss me quick and then I'm gone Pop! Goes the weasel.