Ribbit Songtext
von Payette

Walking around
With a frog in my throat
When did it get there?
I don′t really know
I feel like a child
In an oversized coat
My body don't fit right
I don′t fill my clothes


Slither to town
To put in the hours
Save up some funds
For that magical flower
I'm hard at work
Turning sweet things sour

With my head low
I cover more ground
I'm in a rush to lie myself down
Tick, tock, tick, that wonderful sound
When it′s gone the deadlines compound

Slither to town again
And out through the door
And into my favorite convenience store
They′ve got all I need and more
Oh, Oh, Oh