Jelly Green Three Little Pigs lyrics

Why don`t you sit right back, and I, I may tell you a tale.
A tale of 3 little pigs and a...big...BAD... WOLF!
Well, the first little piggy, well, he was kinda hick,
He spent most of his days just a-dreamin` of the city,
And then one day, he bought a guitar,
He moved to Hollywood to become a star,
But living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city,
Built his house outta straw, what a pity,
Then one day, jammin` on some chords,
Along came the wolf, knockin` on his door.
``Little pig, little pig, let me in.``
``Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.``
``Little pig, little pig, let me in.``
``Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.``
``Well, I`ll huff and I`ll puff and I`ll blow your house in. Huff and puff and blow your house in.
Huff and puff and blow your house in. Huffin` and a-puffin` and I`ll blow your house in!``
Well, the second little piggy, well, he was kinda stokin`,
Spent most of his days just-a ganja smokin`,
Hoppin` and a-boppin` down on Venice Beach,
Gettin` paid money for religious speech,
Built his shelter from what he garbage picked,
Mostly made up of old cans and sticks,
Then one day he was crankin` out Bob Marley,
Along came the wolf on his big, bad Harley.
``Little pig, little pig, let me in.``
``Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.``
``Little pig, little pig, let me in.``
``Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin.``
``Well, I`ll huff and I`ll puff and I`ll blow your house in. Huff and puff and blow your house in.
Huff and puff and blow your house in. Huffin` and a-puffin` and I`ll blow your house in!``
Well, the third piggy was a gr
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