1. Music by Elton John\nLyrics by Bernie Taupin\nSay what you will but I'm a stinker\nI come crawling up out of my hole\nDirt in my toes, dirt up my nose\nI'm a perfect curse to pest control\nSeeds and weeds and muddy meals\nCrawling around the earth\nDown in the ground where the sun don't pound\nI hibernate in English turf\nBetter believe it, I'm a stinker\nBurning vermin stink\nWatch me get as high as a heat wave honey\nTell me what you hound dogs think\nSet in my styles with a beady eye\nI got connections with the underground\nCall me a common rodent boy\nSitting here safe and sound\nSome mole hill mother sauntered by\nActing like the ace of spades\nDon't give that cutey no reason to shoot me\nWhen I'm living on the eggs she laid