Three little pigs got together one day. And decided to build a house down the way. One wanted straw from the fields here he laid. The second wanted sticks that’s was used in the games he played. The last wanted bricks made from the red hills of clay. But you see my friend they could not come together on what to do. So, they when there separated ways but baby they’re still cool. I’m the big bad wolf from the bad side of town. They call me Ah woo. So you better do as I say or I’ll huff and I’ll puff and blow your house to the ground. When I roll, I roll straight, my word is law, there’s no one meaner, around this place, at all.