This Lamb Is Your Lamb,
That lamb is my lamb..
There's a great big flock here,
Don't be a hog, Sam!
So much soft cotten,
Can't be forgotten...
These sheep were meant for you and me..

Our jobs are tending
This flock in a meadow,
(But) Our wives are frigid,
No fun in bed, oh
So please forgive us,
If we lose our head, oh
Who could resist such virgin wool?

This Lamb Is Your Lamb,
That lamb is my lamb..
There's a great big flock, here
Don't be a hog, Sam!
So much soft cotton,
Can't be forgotten,
These sheep were meant for you and me..

You call yours, Betty
I'll call mine, Shirley..
Lips like Madonna,
And hair that's curly
They're all around us,
The choice is boundless
These sheep were meant for you and me..

This Lamb Is Your Lamb,
That lamb is my lamb..
There's a great big flock, here,
Don't be a hog, Sam!
So much soft cotten,
Can't be forgotten,
These sheep were meant for you and me..

Uh, oh..Watch out Sam! That's a ram!