Now you don't know me
But I'm an octopus
I live at the bottom of the ocean
An d I'm pretty nice
At least that's what
Cindy says
Cindy
Cindy
Alright now
Cindy went down to the seashore with a
note that she wrote with a crayon
She put that note in a bottle,
then she put that bottle in her hand
She put that bottle in her hand
She threw that bottle as hard as she could,
and she threw pretty good
That bottle was floating on the
water like a piece of wood
Take it up now, here,
let me tell you about it
Now the first to find himself the bottle
Was a long whisk of dark brown cedar
He put the whole thing
in his mouth and said
This don't taste like my kind of mere
Yeah, this gon' taste like my kind of meal
Now the next one to find the bottle
Was an octopus who could read
And he said to himself,
this is real good news indeed
Come on, bring it up now,
this is a story about
Cindy
And the octopus,
if you don't mind
Now the note said I'm a girl named
Cindy, I'm as lonesome as I can be
I'm just sittin' on the edge of the water,
I'm waitin' for some company
Waitin' for some company
And the octopus never swam so swiftly before,
he was headed for the shore
Thinkin'
Cindy won't be lonesome anymore
Girl, you will never be lonesome
Cinder
Cinder
Oh, oh, oh
Cinder
Cinder
Cinder
Cinder
Mmm, cinder
Take it down one time
Now,
Cindy and the octopus
Played in the afternoon sun
When the octopus wrapped his tentacles around her,
her loneliness was done
Yes, her loneliness was done
And they saw each other so
many times since that day
And what can I say?
Cindy and the octopus are
friends in every way
Cyndi and the octopus are friends
to this very day
Cyndi's hair is red and the
octopus is bald and gray
C'mon now, everybody!
I'm talking about a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' bout a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' bout a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' bout a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' bout a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' bout a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' bout a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' bout a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' bout a girl named
Cindy
Talkin' a girl
Talkin' bout a girl
The world makes a single man