Frasier (The Sensuous Lion)

Now Frasier was an agin' lion
 Livin' in a cage of iron
 In a circus out of Tijuana
 Frasier was their big attraction
 And he gave them satisfaction
 Doing it with talent and with honor
 Yes, he was
 Growlin' for his daily dinner
 Frasier kept on getting thinner
 With each measly can of spam or tuna
 Times were lean, but he was leaner
 So one night in Pasadena
 Through the bars, he split for South Laguna
 "Oh, cruel is fate, but it's never too late," said Frasier
 "I'm 91, and I haven't a son, hmm" thought Frasier
 The blue-eyed truth is I'm ready for euthanasia
 Ol' Madam Mitaria, a local safari, rescued poor old Frasier
 Oh, oh
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 First, they combed his tangled tresses
 Housed him with the lionesses, ha
 Thinking him a harmless old grand papa
 Fed him niacin and fluoride-D, one, two, six, 12 and chloride
 Clams, cod liver oil, cobalt and copper, woo-hoo
 Younger studs brought in for breeding
 Wound up beaten, bruised and bleeding
 Every dawn the same thing kept occurrin'
 Stretched out on an old sarape
 There lie Frasier, tired but happy
 All his ladies on the nest and purrin'
 "Oh, cruel is fate, but it's never too late" said Frasier
 "Announce the feast! I am the king of the beasts" yawned Frasier
 "But king or not, I am certainly hot," grinned Frasier
 And when you're hot, boys, and hittin' the spot
 The action will amaze ya
 True, true, true
 Children by his wives, 11, added up to 57, mm
 Such nocturnal bliss he must have tasted
 For no matter what the nighttime
 Anytime, daytime, midday, didn't make no difference
 Just found him fast asleep, just wastin'
 When the circus owner found him
 Brought a lawsuit to impound him
 Claiming, "You cats have to go where we go!"
 Frasier roared, "Hasta la vista!
 You think all these girls my sister?
 I'm in business for myself, amigo!"
 "Oh, cruel is fate, but it's never too late," groaned Frasier
 "I thank my stars I'm not behind bars," thought Frasier
 They pay to see what comes naturally in Asia
 No African cat ever had it like that and kept it up like Frasier
 11 widows, oof, ol' Frasier
 He's up above, dear Frasier
 Raising cubs, ol' Frasier
 Yeah, Frasier
 Happy, happy, happy, happy Frasier
 I'ma tell you something about Frasier
 That Frasier was a bad, bad father
 Oh yes, he was
 Oh, that Frasier was a -