How did the leopard get his spots?
The story's not been told
Just ask those cheeky little warthogs
That play in the waterhole

When the world was made
All the leopards were White
Just like polar bears
And they lived in the deep dark forests
And they didn't have any cares

But one day they found that they could not hunt
For their coats were shining bright
They could be seen for miles around
Even in the dead of night

How did the leopard get his spots?
The story's not been told
Just ask those cheeky little warthogs
That play in the waterhole

One day they lay in the bushes
By the water hole's green side
But they all fell asleep in the lovely shade
When they were supposed to hide

And the little warthogs played in the mud
And they heard a Lion roar
So they scattered off to the bushes
Led by daddy boar

How did the leopard get his spots?
The story's not been told
Just ask those cheeky little warthogs
That play in the waterhole

But they did not see the leopards
Sleeping in the lovely shade
And across their backs with their muddy little feet
They ran, what a mess they made

There were little muddy footprints across their backs
And the leopards got quite mad
But then they realized they were camouflaged
And then they were very glad

How did the leopard get his spots?
The story's now been told
Just ask those cheeky little warthogs
That play in the waterhole