Charlotte wept for some fine pig, they say Forgive me if I never did the same The barnyard life was bleak No story book mystique No animal charm is leadin' me astray The mama piggy knocked me to the floor I grabbed a hammer and headed for the door My pa was so amused My tail and ego bruised Shoulda known then that I'd go back for more It was a charmed life With lots of wild life We had a pig pen For a play pen But then my life changed And I got short changed Now my play pen's The lion's den Agatha rode a pig when she was five Around the barn she was taken for a ride She knows that this was real Still hears them piggies squeal Take her back to bein' five And so alive When Mary Jane dropped by my house to play The piggies stole their chance to run away Charlotte wept for some fine pig, they say Forgive me if I'm just a tad blase...