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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 bum, here I come
So Peter Piper I'm than Pinocchio's nose

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

Yabba doo, hoo, crack a brew
So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup, I a hit
So books get on your mark and 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 to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my thigh
My thigh connected to my knee bone
My bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har

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

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

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

Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, tonk I get swift
I caught a and smoked a boogaloo spliff
I got the nooks, the cranies, the nitty gritty
All aboard, cast away, hey my boogaloo?

Oh, I'm steaming,
everybody always picking on me
They call me Tane, and rap's my game
You ask me again and I'll you the same

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

And that's sneaky, sis oh yep
I got my socks off, my off, my Nestle's 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 EFX, some live EFX
They EFX, some live EFX
a neck for some live EFX

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

With the yippedy Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue
Yo got the gusto, what up, I swing that too
So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop a strain
Roscoe B. Coltrane

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

I went Gucci to Stussy, to fliggedy-flam a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba hoochie koochie
Tally ho take my Stove Top instead of potatoes, so
Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe 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
They want EFX, some EFX
a neck for some live EFX