The Midnight Hedgehog

Well, you wake up in the nighttime,
You hear a funny sound,
And you get up to go searching
'Til the source you've found.
And you find the hedgie running,
Though the wheel has slipped a cog,
But you better not complain, boy,
You get in trouble with the 'hog.

Chorus:
Let the Midnight Hedgehog
turn that wheel around.
Let the Midnight Hedgehog
turn that everlovin' wheel around.

Yonder come Mister Bryan.
How in the world did you know?
He was hidin' behind the podium,
Down in Chi-ca-go.
Hedgie poop upon his shoulder,
Colour chart in his hand.
He come to judge the hedgehogs
From all over the land.

Let the Midnight Hedgehog
turn that wheel around.
Let the Midnight Hedgehog
turn that everlovin' wheel around.

If you're ever a breeder,
Well, you better do right;
You better not be sloppy
And give your hedgies a fright.
For the giant 'hogs will visit
And will frustrate your schemes.
The next thing you know, boy,
They'll be haunting your dreams.


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By the way, "Mister Bryan" in there is a very big hedgehog show judge.

Found that one too.