Do I have to ask ya to cut the cackle 'bout a snake in a south mouth or a cooter canal path? Milky home cookin' and ashake in the shackle, like a nervously calm noose. Hey, sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls. Do I have to ask ya, do I have to ask ya? Do I have to tell ya, do I have to tell ya? To avoid the sharp teeth of a suckling brat child. Help me tear the twins all away from their mothers. Give 'em some go slow, just to shut their clam traps shut. Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls. An off duty clown always conjures up hoopla when she's sniffin' up snail tracks or steppin' on slug backs. Hey sometimes we act like animals, like we act sometimes like little girls. Why do we all men pay attention to a wiggly waist line? Do I have to ask ya.