Oh my God, Tracy
Look at her shoes
I like Croc shoes and I cannot lie
You other tourist can't deny
That when you see us in a park wearin these things
and a smile on our face
You get sprung, wanna show your behind
Cause you notice them
Crocs are lime
Deep in the parks we're wearing
You're shocked and can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get a jibit
And yet another jibit
My fellow DISers tried to warn you
But them blisters you got make me feel so sorry
Ooh, Scholl's blister skin
You say you wanna take a rest?
Well, not me, not me
Cause I'm blister free
You see me dancin'
Heck with the restin'
So rest, fret,
We're still goin like a turbo vette
I'm tired of stares
Sayin' crocs aren't the thing
Take the average DISer and ask em that
They gotta pack many Crocs
So, DISers! (Yeah!) DISers! (Yeah!)
Has your family got the Crocs? (Heck yeah!)
Tell 'em to wear em (Wear em!) Wear em! (Wear em!)
Wear them lovely Crocs!