The Alligator King Lyrics - Sesame Street

One two three four five six seven! 

Said the Alligator King to his seven sons, 

"I'm feelin' mighty down. 

Whichever of you can cheer me up 

Will get to wear my crown." 

His first son brought seven oyster pearls 

From the bottom of the China Sea. 

The second gave him seven statues of girls 

With clocks where their stomachs should be. 

The third son gave him seven rubies 

From the sheikdom Down There Beneath. 

The King thought the rubies were cherries, 

And he broke off seven of his teeth. 

The fourth son tried to cheer him up 

With seven lemon drops. 

The King said, "I'm sorry son, 

Since that ruby episode, I just haven't got the chops." 

The fifth son brought the King perfume 

In seven fancy silver jars; 

The King took a whiff, and he broke out in spots 

'Cause it smelled like cheap cigars. 

The sixth son gave him seven diamond rings 

To wear upon his toes. 

The King snagged his foot on the royal red rug 

And crumpled up his nose. 

The seventh son of the Alligator King 

Was a thoughtful little whelp. 

He said, "Daddy, appears to me 

That you could use a little help." 

Said the Alligator King to his seventh son, 

"My son, you win the crown. 

You didn't bring me diamonds or rubies, but 

You helped me up when I was down. 

Take the crown; it's yours, my son. 

I hope you don't mind the dents. 

I got it on sale at a discount store- 

Cost me all of seven cents!" 

Seven! 

Eight nine ten eleven twelve! 

Said the Alligator King to his twelve sons, 

"I'm feeling mighty down. 

Whichever of you can cheer me up 

Will get to wear my crown." 

His eighth son brought twelve oyster pearls 

From the bottom of the China Sea. 

The ninth gave him twelve statues of girls 

With clocks where their stomachs should be. 

The tenth son brought the King stone 

In twelve fancy sliver jars; 

The King took a whiff, and he broke out in spots 

'Cause it smelled like cheap cigars. 

The eleventh son gave him twelve diamond rings 

To wear upon his toes. 

The King snagged his foot on the royal red rug 

And crumpled up his nose. 

The twelfth son of the Alligator King 

Was a thoughtful little whelp. 

He said, "Daddy, appears to me 

That you could use a little help." 

Said the Alligator King to his twelfth son, 

"My son, you win the crown. 

You didn't bring me diamonds or rubies, but 

You helped me up when I was down. 

Take the crown; it's yours, my son. 

I hope you don't mind the dents. 

I got it on sale at a discount store- 

Cost me all of twelve cents!" 

Twelve!