sábado, 5 de junio de 2010


Here come old flattop

He come grooving up slowly

He got joo-joo eyeball

He one holy roller

He got hair down to his knee

Got to be a joker

He just do what he please

He wear no shoeshine

He got toe-jam football

He 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.

Come together right now over me

He bag production

He got walrus gumboot

He got Ono sideboard

He one spinal cracker

He got feet down below his knee

Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease

Come together right now over me

He roller-coaster he got early warning

He got muddy water he one mojo filter

He say one and one and one is three.

Got to be good-looking 'cos he's so hard to see

Come together right now over me.

Come together.

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