Well, he feels like an elephant
Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it
He knows that you're dreamin' about being loved by him
Too bad your chances are slim

And it's not like Mister Shuck
To get shy when they ask him who is on top
There must be something deep down in the middle down there
He's not too easily scared

He's got friends and they got the fear
Wouldn't care too much if he just disappeared
Oh look, see, there he is now coming down the stairs
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Fruit salad

Fruit salad
Yummy yummy
Fruit salad
Yummy yummy
Fruit salad
Yummy yummy

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Yummy yummy

Fruit salad
Yummy yummy
Fruit salad
Yummy yummy
Fruit salad
Yummy yummy

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Here he comes

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do

He broke the mirrors off his Cadillac
'Cause he doesn't like it looking like he looks back
He talks like his opinion is a simple fact
Somebody grabbed his collar
He cried the whole way home
No one remembered a thing 'til they saw him again
That's how it is 'til the end
(Yeah)

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Jay Watson, Kevin Parker