Like a moth to a flame, I will call out her name
Zingor, Zingor, Zingor
I've got ants in my pants as I do the mating dance
For Zingor, Zingor, Zingor
Green is the color of my true love's exoskeleton
She only has a thousand eyes for me. She's coo coo!
Our ancient love will survive the scourge of mankind and evolution
Come on, mama! Bring it on home to Z! Yeah.
Hey, waiter! What's the poop? There's a fly in my soup!
Reminds me of . . . Zingor
Wherever you are, baby, remember:
Vigazo beano laga. Vigazo beano cous cous.
That means: I don't get mad. I get even.