Seven Hungry Tigers - Kimya Dawson

There’s seven hungry tigers in my underwear drawer

At least the last time I counted, by another probably more

I don’t care if they stay there as long as they don’t poop on the floor

There’s seven hungry tigers in my underwear drawer

There’s a snaggletooth toenail on the inside of my socks

It bites the hole in the top of my sock when I walk

And then my toe go through the hole and it hurts and that sucks

There’s a snaggletooth toenail on the inside of my socks

There’s a big strawberry on the way to my mouth

It enters up north and exits down south

It smells good going in and bad coming out

There’s a big strawberry on the way to my mouth

There’s seven hungry tigers in my underwear drawer

At least the last time I counted, by another probably more

I don’t care if they stay there as long as they don’t poop on the floor

There’s seven hungry tigers in my underwear drawer