Zodiac
(M. Jaye / A. Kanter / B. Robles)
I hate the Zodiac, it just ain't where it's at
It put a spell on me
It made me black ‘n blue, it made me sad all through
Yes, I hate the Zodiac
Met a guy who was a Gemini, before hello he said goodbye
So I hailed a taxicab, but the driver was a Crab
His eyes were ocean deep, and soon I learned he was a creep
When his hand crept upon my knee
I heard a Leo roar, on the floor outside my door
I had to let him in, but I never would again
He needed admiration, and oral stimulation
That cat was such a chore
Cry out and you get no answer!
Your sweater's reeking with B.O
And your hopes all start to fade
But still you go on with the show!
I met an Aquarian, who wanted to be just friends
So we hitchhiked up the Coast
And we shared a box of Melba Toast
His soul he had to cleanse and so he sold his Mercedes-Benz
And now he tends a flock of goats, yeehah!
I hate the Zodiac, it stuck me where I'm at
It made my chest so flat
Why is my bu*t so fat?
You don't have to answer that!
That's why I hate the Zodiac