Zodiac (M. Jaye / A. Kanter / B. Robles) I hate the Zodiac, it just ain't where it's at It put a spell on me It made me black ‘n blue, it made me sad all through Yes, I hate the Zodiac Met a guy who was a Gemini, before hello he said goodbye So I hailed a taxicab, but the driver was a Crab His eyes were ocean deep, and soon I learned he was a creep When his hand crept upon my knee I heard a Leo roar, on the floor outside my door I had to let him in, but I never would again He needed admiration, and oral stimulation That cat was such a chore Cry out and you get no answer! Your sweater's reeking with B.O And your hopes all start to fade But still you go on with the show! I met an Aquarian, who wanted to be just friends So we hitchhiked up the Coast And we shared a box of Melba Toast His soul he had to cleanse and so he sold his Mercedes-Benz And now he tends a flock of goats, yeehah! I hate the Zodiac, it stuck me where I'm at It made my chest so flat Why is my bu*t so fat? You don't have to answer that! That's why I hate the Zodiac