Just flew in from Pontiac
With an aching sacro-iliac
Kick off my shoes
Look around, for the cats
Something bad is stinkin'
Pretty soon I'm thinkin'
(Who, Who, Who) dropped a log on the floor?

Those cat tracks up the curtain
weren't there before I'm certain
Look at all the brand new scratches
On that leather chair!
Smell, gonna try to find it
My toes I hope won't grind it
(Who, Who, Who) dropped that log on the floor?

Bailing-wire and bubble wrap
On the tile, and also sand!
Round a corner I slide
And take a ride
in poo
Doo Doo Doo!

I'm in the pile a yellin'
And the cats they're not a-tellin'
(Who, Who, Who) dropped this log on the floor?

(guitar break)

Coffee beans and collard greens
All strewn around the place
But I need a mop
Where I took my flop
in poo
Doo Doo Doo

It's no time for debatin'
But can't help contemplatin'
(Who, Who, Who) dropped that log on the floor?

(guitar break)

Crawling to the back porch door
Pick myself up off the floor
Look at all the smilin' kitters
Gathered now around!
Straight faces, apropos
Guess I'll never know
(Who, Who, Who) dropped that log on the floor?