Lyrics

When I was just a little gal, my grampa said to me
If I could come back to earth as something different than now, this is what I’d want to be

Octopus, octopi, there’s a thing I’d like to try
Octopus, octopi, there’s a thing I’d like to try

I know it sounds odd. I wanna be the world’s smartest cephalopod
With 8 legs and no arms (or is that arms, no legs?)
I would swim swim swim on a whim whim whim
I could be long or I could be broad
I could be red or blue or yellow
Spotted or striped if I wished
I could squeeze myself into the smallest crack
Then pop out in a cloud of inky mist – BOO

Octopus, octopi, there’s a thing I’d like to try
Octopus, octopi, there’s a thing I’d like to try!

I could be my own string quartet
Or a one octopus band
I’ve heard octopus love gardens
Perhaps I could try my hand
With 3 hearts, I’d have a sea of love to give
So I would tend to our oceans carefully
With 9 brains, I’d be pretty creative
I could be a da Vinci of the sea

Octopus, octopi, there’s a thing I’d like to try!
Octopus, octopi, there’s a thing I’d like to try!

I don’t wanna be a squid
A caribou or a kid (that’s a baby goat)
I don’t wanna make a big fuss
But my choice is octopus

Octopus, octopi, there’s a thing I’d like to try!
Octopus, octopi, there’s a thing I’d like to try!