Late night supper, take out the trash,
Here come the headlights; Eyes go flash
Heave in the garbage; she pops out,
Caught ya red-handed, with jam on your snout.

CHORUS:  (We gotta) Coon in the can, coon in the can
Crazy little critter, eatin’ like a man
Nose in the bread bag, paws in the jam
Caught ya red-handed, ya coon in the can

Ho - Let’s go campin’, set up the tent,
Spread out the picnic; she picks up the scent,
Dives in the trash can, sucks on a bone
Caught ya red handed, in the Raccoon Zone. (CHORUS)

BRIDGE: Hey, Mister Coon, are we crampin’ your style?
What food’s hip, coon, when you trip, coon, out in the wild?
(spoken) Now listen my children and give me a snap
‘Cause you’re about to hear the Raccoon Rap,
the Raccoon Rap, the Raccoon Rap
A coon likes crawdads; a coon’ll eat a crab
A coon’ll suck a bird’s egg, whatever he can nab:
Grasshoppers, insects, nuts and berries, too.
A coon is an omnivore just…. like…. me and you!
Now your neighborhood coon is a hungry little critter!
Sneakin’ down the storm drains, sniffin’ out the litter.
Chewin’ on the Chinese, munchin’ on the Mex,
Breakin’ out the take-out, and your….garbage…might…be…NEXT!

He’s got a mask on his eyes, rings on his tail,
Ya thievin’ little criminal, I’d put ya in jail.
‘Cause some got rabies, and some like to bite…
Stay away from that coon, kid, You’ll be all right. (CHORUS)