and in Germany:

A German Mudcat--who is he?
That needs those lyrics & respectfully,
Gets us to post 'em, ad nauseum,
'Stead o' keepin' 'em in our museum.

CHORUS)
Wolfgang, Wolfgang, Hell, Hell, Hell
Wolfgang, Wolfgang, Hell, Hell, Hell,
From here in the U.S. we can never tell,
Whether his old face, it rings a bell.

Wolf fell into a sceptic tank,
Boy, that tank it really stank,
He couldn't swim inside that tank,
But he went through the movements before he sank.

Wolf threw his sister in a well,
Watched and watched her as she fell,
Mom said while drawing water,
"Gee, it's hard to raise a daughter."

alternate chorus)
Wolf, Wolf, I cry all day,
Wolf, Wolf, I cry all day,
The only tune he'd ever play was
Was "Gimme the words to that song you play!"

(PLEASE ADD VERSES)

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