Regal and royal, we walk down the street A spring in our feet, whistling a tune Hey there, little moon, how's mr. sun? I meet everyone walking my gargoyle Ioving and loyal, he's my best friend Folks can't comprehend the fact that he talks Vultures and hawks turn white as doves 'Cause everyone loves my little gargoyle I found him on a church He helps with my research People recoil when they see me Obviously, I'm pretty extreme Most people scream most of the time But always when I'm walking my gargoyle Puddles may boil when we walk by My gargoyle and I, happy again Beautiful men? yes, without fail I'm wagging my tails walking my gargoyle