Songbook
17: "See My Vest"
Mr Burns
You see, some men hunt for sport,
Others hunt for food
The only thing I'm hunting for
is an outfit that looks good.
Others hunt for food
The only thing I'm hunting for
is an outfit that looks good.
See my vest, see my vest,
Made from real gorilla chest.
Feel this sweater, there's no better
Than authentic Irish Setter!
See this hat, 'twas my cat.
My evening wear, a vampire bat.
These white slippers are albino
African endangered rhino!
Grizzly bear underwear,
Turtle's necks, I've got my share.
Beret of poodle on my noodle it shall rest!
Try my red robin suit,
It come one breast or two!
See my vest, see my vest, see my vest.
Like my loafers...
Former gophers,
It was that or skin my chauffeurs,
But a greyhound fur tuxedo would be best.
So let's prepare these dogs,
Kill two for matching clogs!
See my vest!
See my vest!
Oh, please, won't you see my veesssst!
After Santa's Little Helper's mate gave birth to 25 greyhound puppies, Mr Burns stole them. Mr Burns sung this song to show Smithers why he wanted to kill the puppies. However, he becomes fond of one particular animal and Bart and Lisa foil his attempts to seperate this favourite. Mr Burns finally concedes and raises them as racing dogs - making millions from the venture.
2F18 - Two Dozen and One Groundhounds
Made from real gorilla chest.
Feel this sweater, there's no better
Than authentic Irish Setter!
See this hat, 'twas my cat.
My evening wear, a vampire bat.
These white slippers are albino
African endangered rhino!
Grizzly bear underwear,
Turtle's necks, I've got my share.
Beret of poodle on my noodle it shall rest!
Try my red robin suit,
It come one breast or two!
See my vest, see my vest, see my vest.
Like my loafers...
Former gophers,
It was that or skin my chauffeurs,
But a greyhound fur tuxedo would be best.
So let's prepare these dogs,
Kill two for matching clogs!
See my vest!
See my vest!
Oh, please, won't you see my veesssst!