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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 Peter I'm hyper than Pinocchio's nose

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 unbuckle my, um,

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

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

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

They want EFX, some EFX
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Well, I'll be darned, shiver me timbers, yo head for the
I picked a willow, and a daffodil
So back up bucko or I'll McGruff
'Cause this little gets busy and stuff

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I used to a dog and Bingo 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
want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some EFX
Snap a neck for live EFX