Alone Together

Excuse me!
Excuse me!
Excuse me!
It's like I'm always saying, "pardon me."
I'm tired of feeling so dismayed.
It seems that everywhere I go,
They hold their nose and tell me, "go away."

Away?
Away.
That bad, huh?
It stinks!
Tell me about it.
Okay!

I've developed a strong reputation,
A malodorous adversiation,
Which has led to my alienation.
I'm lonely, I'm sad, and I stink.

Yeah, well, now that you're being so candid,
I could say that I, too, have been branded.
I was banished, and here I am stranded.
But buddy, you know what I think?

The world out there could be so cold and mean,
But you and me, with two heads
Is better than one man, who with no island, uh
You know what I mean?

Huh?
Timon and Pumbaa, Timon and Pumbaa.
That sorta has a catchy ring, whee!
Timon and Pumbaa, Timon and Pumbaa.
It sorta makes you wanna sing.
We could be lonely, out here forever.
Just thinking 'bout it makes me sad, but
Timon and Pumbaa, alone together,
Somehow that doesn't seem so bad.

Doo I hear what you're saying correctly?
You can cherish, and love, and respect me.
We could eat little harmless insecties
And become the bestest of friends.

I don't wanna go bursting your bubble.
I'm just saying, we'll stay out of trouble
If the two of us pair up in double,
But don't ever touch me again.

Sorry.
Sing!

Timon and Pumbaa, Timon and Pumbaa.
A meerkat and a big warthog.
Timon and Pumbaa, Timon and Pumbaa.
No finer pair of underdogs.
No longer lonely, out here forever.
No matter how it came to pass,
Timon and Pumbaa, Timon and Pumbaa.
When we're together, it's a gas.
Timon and Pumbaa, Timon and Pumbaa.
When we're together, it's a gass!