Sangtekst: Land Before Time (The). Other. Eggs.

OZZIE:
When I wake up, first thing I do
Eggs
Is to look around for something to chew
Eggs-actly
Feeding myself is very, very tricky
Because you see, I'm ridiculously picky
Eggs

STRUT (SPOKEN):
Excuse me, Ozzie, I uh-

OZZIE:
This Struthiomimus
Won't settle for the dregs
I'll borrow, I'll beg, I'll even kiss you-

STRUT (SPOKEN):
Kiss me?!

OZZIE:
-For my dear beloved dose
Of eggs

STRUT:
Hey Ozzie, I'm so hungry
I can't wait another minute
Here's a juicy little leaf
With a beautiful sticket
Can't I have a taste,
If I promise just to lick it?

OZZIE (SPOKEN):
Strut!

STRUT (SPOKEN):
What?!

OZZIE:
You imbecilic eater!
Great green blobs
Couldn't possibly be sweeter
Than a pile of eggs

You've got to smell them, feel them
Crack them...open!
For a great, big nestful I am hoping

STRUT:
Oh look, I'm starving, I'm weak
There is nothing in my tummy
Oh, the mold on that tree
Is starting to look yummy

OZZIE:
The colors and shapes
And assorted sizes
Gobble them all for appetizers
Eggs-tasy

STRUT:
Ozzie, what's the matter
With a little vegetation?

OZZIE:
I've had it up to here
With this aggravation!

STRUT:
Well can't just I have
This piece of a tree?

OZZIE & (STRUT):
Why can't you be more like me?
You leaf-loving (Hey!)
Bush-burping
Stem-smelling (Now wait a minute!)
Garden-gorging
Plant-popping
Tree-tasting
Dirt-devouring beast (Ozzie!)

You've got to have eggs
Thrice a day at least

(Thanks to Kimberly for these lyrics)