That frog thinks that he's so fine
Miss Piggy lost her mind
That frog thinks that he's so smart
His kiss will cause a wart
he thinks he's cool and green
And he's the subject of much art
With his quick motion he catches bugs
And he tears them apart

That frog's croaking on his pad
And hopes his grunting sounds are bad
He says he's waiting for a wench
To make of him a prince
he doesn't use his legs to climb a fence
his legs are built for jumping, long
and if you wanna split some frog hairs
Calling him "toad" is wrong

Miss Piggy tells him
That she loves him
That she wants him
If he's cool and smooth and not too slimy
Tells him how she wants him
that she loves him
And she'll give her snout or sprout pig wings
To be on his pond

He was polliwog for some time
He was tadpole for the same time
you know it's true
He's been hopping for a long time
And lillypad jumping a long time
And in the spring he will have a fling

That frog
That frog, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

That frog knows every single swine
Would think he's frog-hair fine
He has to dig into his pockets deep
To buy Miss Piggy wine
he knows his eyes are bugging out
But his love-life isn't hurt
And he's doing commercials for Ford
So he can get some pay dirt

Miss Piggy tells him
That she loves him
That she wants him
If he's cool and smooth and not too slimy
Tells him that she wants him
That she loves him
That she'll give her snout and sprout pig wings
To be on his pond