I rode a buffalo, it was very shaggy
I found that buffalo riding is unwise
We took off suddenly, racing ‘cross the prairie
It gave me rug burns up and down my thighs

I rode a zebra - I was on safar
I wrapped my fingers in its wiry mane
It started bucking, startled by a lion
And when I landed I think I bruised my brain

Wild animals are not for you to ride
They need to live and wander free
There are other ways to get around outside
Let ‘em be

I rode a T. Rex down at the museum
It stood there frozen, taken quite aback
It couldn’t reach me with its little grabbers
I was arrested, now I can’t go back

Why why ride them though you may see the appeal
Try try seeing the way they must surely feel
Cry cry for them they never asked for this deal
Buy buy yourself an actual automobile

I rode a porcupine...

I rode an ambulance due to my decisions
I learned a lesson much to my surprise
Life is a journey, not a destination
So go domestic, never improvise

Chorus
Ohhh Let ‘em be
Let ‘em be