Verse:
Hey Reptile,
I haven’t seen you in a while
Has it been months or weeks or days?

Have you been hiding
In your camouflage
Or did you just move away?

Did you change the spelling
Of the place you’re dwelling
Can I contact you today?

Pre-Chorus:
Reptil_, reptil_
I know that’s not your name
You’re a cold-blooded creature,
and I know you can’t be tamed

Hey Reptile,
I really like your new style
Perched on a leaf you’re green
And on a rock you’re grey

Chorus:
Without your E
Your letters are lost in the mail
(Without your E)
Did you not_ get the note I wrote to thee
Without your magic E

Without your E
You don’t slide, you slid_
(Without your E)
We used to glide through the glade, but
Without your magic E
I haven’t been glad_
Since you glid_ away from me


Monologue:
Have you ever been pen pals with a reptile? I have! I sure do enjoy sending letters to my scaly, ectothermic friends… and sometimes, I receive letters from them too!

Last time some lizards wrote me, they told me about how they can change their colors. To either blend in when they need protection, OR to stand out, when they wanted to be seen!

OH, and Last weekend, I received an invite from my semi-aquatic friends! The crocodiles and snakes in the neighborhood were having a pool party… I had my doubts, but I decided to go. When I got there, they showed me all the different ways that they’re able to swim.

And now, my turtle friends, they’re some of my favorites, but I can hardly ever get in touch with them. You see, home is where the heart is, and since they’re at home in their shells wherever they go, their address is always changing!
No wonder I can hardly ever get a hold of ‘em...


Verse:
Hey Reptile,
I haven’t seen you in a while
Has it been months or weeks or days?

Have you been hiding
In your camouflage
Or did you just move away?

Did you change the spelling
Of the place you’re dwelling
Can I contact you today?

Pre-Chorus:
Reptil_, reptil_
I know that’s not your name
You’re a cold-blooded creature,
and I know you can’t be tamed

Hey Reptile,
I really like your new style
Perched on a leaf you’re green
And on a rock you’re grey

Chorus:
Without your E
Your letters are lost in the mail
(Without your E)
Did you not_ get the note I wrote to thee
Without your magic E

Without your E
You don’t slide, you slid_
(Without your E)
We used to glide through the glade, but
Without your magic E
I haven’t been glad_
Since you glid_ away from me