Well, I'm out in a field with a Little Bo Peep
We're a-lookin' and a-callin' tryin' to find her sheep
But each time we try - nuttin' each time we call
I mean no mutton, no shittin' nope, we're findin' flock all
I said "Maybe they've been eaten by a lion or a wolf"
She said "Ain't 'fraid of no lions, I'll find my lambs for myself"

Oh, baby Bo Peepie, why're we searchin' this way
I wanna be your lover boy, let's have a roll in the hay
That's when I told her my name is Little Boy Blue
And I've a horn she can blow on (if she really want to)
She said "Ain't funny, you pervy, you blow on it yerself
She said an' she's gonna try to find her lambs for herself

You see I'd had enough of seekin' I was about to give in
That's they started a-comin' back, waggin' their tails behind them
I said honey, these lambs gonna look so good on a plate
She said no mutton, no cookin' these lambs ain't gonna be ate
My lovely li'l' babies won't go on no oven shelf
No she don't feed me no lambs - she keep them lambs to herself