Mr. Burns:
Some men hunt for sport,
Others hunt for food,
The only thing I'm hunting for,
Is an outfit that looks good...

See my vest, see my vest,
Made from real gorilla chest,
Feel this sweater, there's no better
Than authentic Irish setter.

See this hat, 'twas my cat,
My evening wear - vampire bat,
These white slippers are albino
African endangered rhino.

Grizzly beer underwear,
Turtles' necks, I've got my share,
beret, baret of poodle, on my noodle
It shall rest.

Try my red robin suit,
It comes one breast of two,
See my vest, see my vest,
See my vest.

Like my loafers? Former gophers -
It was that of skin my chauffeurs,
But a greyhound vacht, bont tuxedo
Would be best,

So let's prepare these dogs,

Mrs. Potts:
Kill two for matching clogs.

Mr. Burns:
See my vest, see my vest,
Oh please, won't u see my vest!