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Lyrics
[Verse]
Feeling like crocodile Don Dee
Roaming these streets in the N.Y.C.
Big knife swinging and They stare at me,
yeah The N.Y.P.D
Putting out a A.P.B.
[Prechorus]
I need a Sheila
A big booty sexual healer
Been down under now I’m feeling high,
Need some tail to keep this crocodile alive
[Chorus]
I’m a crocodile Dundee in the city
No one’s as gritty
Sharp smile and tonight I’m feeling witty.
The Taxi Meter’s ticking
But I’m broke What a pity
Now I’m just a crocodile in the city
Yeah
Crocodile in the city
[Verse 2]
Yeah I Hopped in a cab
But he couldn’t take me far
Driver laughed
"Man you didn’t put no money in my cash jar?"
Now I’m hiking around in this
Concrete jungle
Looking through the crowd
I’m starting to get puzzled
Looking for a Sheila but it’s hard to tell
Is that a real Sheila or a funny man male.
[Chorus]
I’m a crocodile Dundee in the city
No one’s as gritty
Sharp smile and tonight I’m feeling witty.
The Taxi Meter’s ticking
But I’m broke What a pity
Now I’m just a crocodile in the city
Yeah
Crocodile in the city
Details
GeneratedOct 11, 2025
Duration2:35
LanguageEnglish
Style
urban storytelling, driven by punchy beats and funky basslines, groovy, hip-hop inspired
Credits
Prompt by
Kevin_Carnett_753
Kevin_Carnett_753ModelAria v4
