[Verse 1]
Mmh, here come ol' flat top
He come groovin' up slowly
He's got Joo Joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down, to his knees
He's got to be a joker he just do what he please, uuuh

[Verse 2]
He wear no shoeshine
He's got toe jam football
He's got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing i can tell you is you got to be free

[Chorus]
Come together right now over me, uuuh uhh

[Verse 3]
He bag production
He's got walrus gum-boot
He's got Ono sidеboard
He one spinal cracker
Hе got, feet down below his knees
Hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease
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