When He Was A Young Warthog Song Lyrics
… Hakuna Matata!What a wonderful phraseHakuna Matata!Ain’t no passing craze
… It means no worriesFor the rest of your daysIt’s our problem-free philosophyHakuna Matata!
… Why, when he was a young warthogWhen I was a young wart-hoooog!Very nice!Thanks!He found his aroma lacked a certain appealHe could clear the Savannah after every mealI’m a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinnedAnd it hurt that my friends never stood downwindAnd oh, the shame(He was ashamed!)Thought of changin’ my name(Oh, what’s in a name?)And I got downhearted(How did you feel?)Every time that I-Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!Oh… sorry
… Hakuna Matata!What a wonderful phraseHakuna Matata!Ain’t no passing crazeIt means no worriesFor the rest of your daysYeah, sing it, kid!It’s our problem-free philosophyHakuna Matata!
… Hakuna MatataHakuna MatataHakuna MatataHakuna
… It means no worriesFor the rest of your daysIt’s our problem-free philosophyHakuna Matata