West Corner of the ParknI was feelin' kinda strangenI got Dog BreathnAnd a case of the mangennI think I'm gettin' fleasnAnd my mind's gone blurrynI guess it's true what they say,nIt isn't easy Bein' FurrynBein' FurrynBein' FurrynBein' Furry (Oh, uh)nnThree O'Clock in the morningnSittin' by the tree.nSun shines down here, burning and free.nI'm trying to be witty.nMy joke's a drag.nIt's hard to be funny,nWhen your sittin' through a lag.nnI met a cute vixen,nShe said 'My name is Ann,'nI found out later-nShe was played by a man.nShe wanted to be friendly,nI left in a hurrynI guess it's true what they say,nIt isn't easy Bein' Furry nNo no nonIt isn't easy bein' Furrynno no nonIt isn't easy bein' furrynn(Now, where the heck did I put that flea powder?)