Marilyn:
Here's a lesson they should teach in school,
When a girl gets curvy, and the boys all drool,
If math and science just ain't your style,
Just give that teacher a wink and a smile,
For a passing grade, you won't have to wait,
And you can thank him later when you graduate,

'Cause I never met a wolf who didn't love to howl!
No, I never met a man who wasn't on the prowl,
If a nice diploma you wanna get,
Well, then, make that teacher the student's pet,

Yeah, I never met a wolf who didn't love to howl!

Ensemble:
The three little piggies sure had it wrong
When the wolf came-a-knockin' with that old song

Marilyn:
He was huffin' and puffin' sayin' "Marilyn, I gotcha!"
I say [bad word] on in" & I put on Sinatra.

The enemy wolves are just like boys:
They use the big artillery like play ground toys,
But when they see my ammunition in all it's splendor,
I'll easily [bad word] surrender.
'Cause the medals on my chest will make them weak in the knees
And I promise I won't rest until we're all at ease.

Yeah, I never met a wolf who didn't love to howl!
No, I never met a man who wasn't on the prowl.
'Cause a boy with a gun thinks it's fun to shoot
And that's a real big twenty-one gun salute.
Yeah, I never met a wolf who didn't love to howl!
 [bad word] and get me boys!

Yeah, I never met a wolf who didn't love to howl!
No, I never met a man who wasn't on the prowl.
Seeing all you G.I. Wolves gives me an idea,
Tell Hollywood that i'm staying in Korea!

I never met a wolf who didn't love to howl!

Oh yea!