Lyrics:

Ja, der er desværre ikke mere af den, fordi vi har prøvet at blive berømte i udlandet. Det skal danskere jo på et eller andet tidspunkt, og vi har også forsøgt. Vi har været i Sverige og i Tyskland, og det gik overhovedet ikke. Så kom der en dag et telegram fra Jamaica, hvor de sagde: 'Come over here, man'. Så spurgte jeg, hvad vi skulle hedde derovre. De foreslog, vi skulle hedde: 'Viking man and the Viking men'. Og vores sang skulle hedde: 'There is a dogshit in my garden'

There is a dogshit in my garden and when I cut my grass
The dogshit is no longer in my garden
It is a-sittin' on my footsole and smell like a doggies ass
And that is not the smell of Elizabeth Arden

You can have women and cookies and a strawberry
But there is nothing as bad as a doggie's shit

På Jamaica der synger de noget, og så svarer folk: 'Oh yeah', 'Oh no'. Nu skal I høre

Was it a fireman? (Oh no)
Was it a brandman? (Oh no)
Was it an Otto-man? (Oh no)
Was it a walkman? (Oh no)
Was it a superwoman? (Oh no)
Superwoman don't know how to shit
Was it a milky man? (Oh no)
Was it a Kellerman? (Maybe)
Was it a tissemand? (No no no no no)
Was it rabat man? (Oh no)
Was it a Doberman? (Oh yeah)

You can have women and cookies and a strawberry
But there is nothing as bad as a doggie's shit
You can have women and cookies and a strawberry
But there is nothing as bad as a doggie's shit