Story Behind the Song
The following people played on this rather bizarre song:
Tristan Kromer - guitar, vox, kazoos & perc
Cristina Cruz - vox
Greg Gonzalez - drums
Mike Davis - bass
Boo Reiners - mandolin, banjo, & guitar
David Hochman - kazoos
Josh Rheden - kazoos
Eric Casimiro - kazoos
Dennis Leon - pig recording
Lyrics
lyrics by Tristan Kromer & David Hochman
music by Tristan Kromer
Dogs might like pigs,
but pigs don’t like dogs,
that’s just the way it goes.
I might like her,
but she don’t like me,
like the dogs and the pigs I suppose.
I told her I loved her,
but she turned away,
I should’ve known better I know.
She thought I was a chaser,
a mean alligator,
out for some horny hippo.
But I could lie,
a sweet alibi
here under African skies.
But all is for naught,
if I can’t get you hot for this guy.
Love is a jungle
of wild hairy beasts,
and some that have feathers I guess.
Some hop on two legs,
some crawl on four
but I do ‘em both I confess.
Some go for gophers,
some kangaroos,
you gotta love that marsupial pouch.
Some go for rhinos
or zebra albinos,
or pygmy porcupines, ouch!
But I could lie,
a sweet alibi
here under African skies.
But all is for naught,
if I can’t get you hot for this guy.
Dogs might like pigs,
but pigs don’t like dogs,
that’s just the way it goes.
I might like you,
but you don’t like me,
like the dogs and the pigs I suppose.
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