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Bum stiggedy, bum stiggedy, bum hon, I got the
Old pa rum pum pum pum
But I can fe fi fo fum diddly bum, I come
So Peter Piper I'm hyper than Pinocchio's

I'm the tic tac pro
I gave my oopsy daisy now got the crazy
with the books, googley goo where's the gravy
So one two my, um, shoe

Yabba doo, hoo, crack a brew
So trick or treat, my feet, yup, I drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on mark and spark that old censorship
Drats and drats, I smiggedy-smacked some whiz kids

The boogedy-woogedly, boy's about to get his, dig
My waist bone's connected to my hip
My hip bone's connected to my bone
My bone's connected to my knee bone
My knee bone's connected to my

The jibbedy-jabber jaw at your funny bone, um
Skip the Ovaltine, I'd rather have a
Or the sesame, Let's spiggedy-spark the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

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Well, I'll be darned, shiver me timbers, yo for the hills
I picked a willow, and a daffodil
So up bucko or I'll pulverize McGruff
'Cause this little piggy gets busy and

Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get
I caught a snuffleufagus and smoked a boogaloo
I got the nooks, the cranies, the gritty fodey-doe
All aboard, away, hey where's my boogaloo?

Oh, I'm steaming,
Why's always picking on me
call me Puddin' Tane, and rap's my game
You ask me again and I'll t-tell you the

'Cause I'm the vulgar vegemintarian, so stick 'em up
So no Park sausages, Mom,
A-blitz shoots the breeze, shoots his lip
Crazy dazy shot the Sheriff, yup and I the gift

And pretty sneaky, sis oh yep
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my cup of cocoa
Holly hobby to slob me, tried to rob me silly stunt
dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX, live EFX
want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, live EFX
Snap a neck for some EFX

Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the
So here Fido boy, fetch, boy,
I got the a slippery choker, look at me get raw
And I'm the hickory-dickory top of morning big jaw

With the yippedy zippedy the Pooh bad boy blue
Yo crazy got the gusto, up, I swing that too
So give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain
Like Roscoe B.

I spiggedy-spark a and give a twist like Chubby Checker
I take my Froot Loops with two scoops, make it decker
Oh Vince, the baby come to Papa
A babaloo, ooh, a boogedy boo

I went Gucci to Stussy, to fliggedy-flam a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba hoochie koochie
Tally ho I-I'll take my Top instead of potatoes, so
Maybe I'll 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep

I used to have a dog and Bingo was his oh, so uh
B I N G O oh
You do the pokey and you turn yourself around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some EFX
They want EFX, live EFX
Snap a neck for live EFX