He comes from Butchville, over near the Cape
Watch it -- Ratbait!
Somethin' 'bout 'im makes a dog's ears stiff up,
He's ugly as homemade sin;
Ain't no storm fencin' hold him in.
His real name is Roy. Roy Ratbait.
You can call 'im any old thing,
Just don't call him late!

Watch it -- Ratbait!
Watch it -- Ratbait!

Ooooh, Roy's like a cow with a bloodshot eye.
He's got a short fuse.
He left a scar on me.
He took the skin right off my nose,
And, the back route outta town.
He suffers with dyspepsia!

Watch it -- Ratbait!
Watch it -- Ratbait!

Think about it, yeeeeeeah!

He come from Butchville, right by the Cape -- Ratbait!

He drives a small American-make,
Fits his catbreath aluminum style.
Y'know his jaw sticks out a mile:
A dashboard open ashtray smile!

Watch it -- Ratbait!
Watch it -- Ratbait!

Don't stop if he blows when you pass him by!

(beep beep!)

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