Oink Acres is the place for me.
Pig Killin’ is the life for me.
Land spreadin’ out so far and wide
Keep Orlando, just give me that hogs backside.

Winter Park is where I’d rather stay.
I get allergic to smelling hay.
I just adore a penthouse view.
Dah-ling I love you but give me Park Avenue.

We’re so close.
We can have both.
You are my wife.
Good bye, city life.

Oink Acres I am there.