I've heard in South America,
In Brazil and Argentina,
Lives a rat the size of a St. Bernard,
This cousin of the guinea pig,
Truly grows immensely big,
It's a rodent, and it is called a Capybara,
Capybara, capybara,
Capybara, capybara....

It lives near swamps and jungle streams,
Like a mini-hippo Argentine,
And is hunted by the jaguar and anaconda,
Because every type of rat,
Is lunch for a snake or cat,
Even one that's the size of a Capybara,
Capybara, capybara,
Capybara, capybara...

Other rodents are quite small,
Which enables them to crawl,
Through little holes in floorboards and plant flora,
But your pipes and cracks must be so huge,
To allow these massive brutes,
Your drains just cannot fit a Capybara,
Capybara, capybara,
Capybara, capybara...

So murophobics, do not fear,
The risk a Capybara's near,
Is close to a zero, I can tell ya,
While the workings of your house,
Might sometimes allow a mouse,
There's no chance it'll let in a Capybara,
Capybara, capybara,
Capybara, capybara...

Maybe there's a rat above,
Nibbling on the ceiling rafts,
But unless you live in Brazil or Argentina,
You shouldn't worry of a fright,
Should you bump into the night,
And run into a huge rodent Capybara,
Capybara, capybara,
Capybara, capybara...

Capybara, capybara,
Capybara, capybara...