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I went to the Omaha Zoo, recently
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I was with my boyfriend and his parents
Whom I had never met
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And I was a little nervous because we had not made
One another's acquaintance
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But I figured a zoo is as good a place as any
To get to know someone you don't already know because
The expected etiquette at a zoo is a little looser than it is at, say, a
Fancy dinner or a
Church social
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So anyways, there we were at the zoo
Me, my boyfriend
His mom and his dad
And a whole bunch of savage animals
And untamed children

Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-whoa
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-whoa

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We went to the lion's den
I don't mean that figuratively
I mean we went to the part of the zoo
Where the large African cats live
And on the floor of the cage
Was a decapitated rabbit
It was a perfectly pristine fluffy bunny, like
The kind that you might read in a children's story
Or see on an episode of "VeggieTales"
And in place of its head
Was gushing gore

Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-whoa
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-whoa

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I'm not talking about a little bit of gore
There was so much blood
It would have made Dario Argento
And Clive Barker combined
Blush
And I was concerned because
The rabbit's head was not detachable
And I was wondering
If the whole scenario was going to be some kind of omen or metaphor
For the relationship that was before me
And I was trying not to focus on it
As the kids kept staring at the rabbit with no head
On the floor of the lion's cage
As the lion growled
But the good news is
His mother and I got along just fine