Zorak:



Like a moth to a flame, I will call out her name

Zingor, Zingor, Zingor

I got ants in my pants, as I do the mating dance

For Zingor, Zingor, Zingor

Green is the color of my true love's exoskeleton

She only has a thousand eyes for me....she's coo-coo

Her ancient love will survive the scurge of mankind and evolution

Come on Mama, bring it on home to Z.....yeah

He waiter, what's the poop? There's a fly in my soup

Reminds me of.....Zingor

Wherever you are baby, remember

Vicaso bino laga, vicaso bino coos coos

That means I don't get mad, I get even.