Crawlin' 'cross the floor at the Holiday Inn motel. saw that girl that my swamp bone knew so well. She crawled out of Texas flipped off to Baton Rouge. She got that Gulf Coast sun tan that give a poor boy the blues. Alley-gator. With those hypnotic big green eyes. Alley-gator. She'll make you call them. She'll chew you up ain't no lie. Yeah yeah yeah. Crawlin' through the weeds with a Louisiana mean-toothed grin. You can tell her that you love her then you better tell her once again. She might scratch your back rub you with her rack. You better watch out or stand back. Alley-gator. With those hypnotic big green eyes. Alley-gator. She'll make you 'fraid 'em. She'll chew you up ain't no lie. Listen hear. Alley-gator. With those hypnotic big green eyes. Alley Gator. She'll make you 'fraid 'em. She'll chew you up ain't no lie. Alley-gator. Alley-gator. Alley-gator. Alley-gator. Alley-gator. Alley-gator. Alley-gator. Alley-gator. Crocodile. Crocodile. Alley-gator