You can cut, you can knive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, diggin' the Singing Neep
Monday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the kitchen to go
Where they make the right food, getting in the swede
You come in to look for peel indeed
Anybody could be that cooking guy
Night is young and the micro's on high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
You're in the mood for a neep
No way you are a sheep
You are the Singing Neep, young and sweet, sized seventeen
Singing Neep, feel the beat from the french beans
You can roast, you can steam, feeding the time of your life
See that cook, watch that scene, diggin' the Singing Neep
You're a teaser, you turn the micro on
Leave them burning and then you're gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
You're in the mood for a Neep
No way you are a sheep
You are the Singing Neep, young and sweet, sized seventeen
Singing Neep, feel the beat from the french beans
You can roast, you can steam, feeding the time of your life
See that cook, watch that scene, diggin' the Singing Neep