(lyrics are written by Cummings/Troiano)

Three little piggies tryin' to run with the biggies
Got to reap what they sow someday
One got ballin' and the second kept stallin'
And the other one ran away

Now don't you think that should've been fine
The kicks and luxury wine
But it's dirty
Don't you think that should've been swell
Run around movin' so well
But it's dirty
You'll find out you're movin' too slow
when there's no place left to go
It gets dirty

Three young babies got the rock and roll crazies
And they each went into a slide
One kept hootin' and the other kept shootin'
And the other one up and died

Now don't you think that should've been fine...

Three cute chickies hangin' out with the sickies
Do their best now to run with the pack
One took the Navy and the other took Davie
and the other one never come back

Now don't you think that should've been fine
The kicks and luxury wine
But it's dirty.