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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, here I
So Piper I'm hyper than Pinocchio's nose

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

doo, hippity hoo, crack a brew
So or treat, smell my feet, yup, I drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on your mark and that old censorship
Drats and double drats, I smiggedy-smacked some kids

The boogedy-woogedly, Brooklyn about to get his, dig
My waist bone's to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my thigh
My thigh bone's connected to my bone
My knee bone's to my hardy-har-har-har

The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your bone, um
Skip the Ovaltine, I'd have a honeycomb
Or preferably the sesame, Let's the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

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

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

Arrivederci, to mercy, honky tonk I get swift
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 everybody always on me
They call me Puddin' Tane, and 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 sausages, Mom, please
shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his lip
Crazy dazy shot the Sheriff, yup and I shot the

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

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

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

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

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

I went from Gucci to Stussy, to 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 was his name oh, so uh
B I N G O oh
You do the hokey pokey and you yourself around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

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