They Want Efx lyrics

Artist  : Das Efx 
Song : They Want Efx



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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 come
So Peter Piper, I`m hyper than Pinochio`s nose
I`m the supercalafragilistic tic-tac pro
I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you`ve got the crazy
Crazy with the books, Googley-goo where`s the
gravy
So one two, unbuckle my, um shoe
Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew
So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup I
drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on your mark and spark that old
censorship
Drats and double drats, I smiggedy-smacked some
whiz kids
The boogedy-woogedly Brooklyn boy`s about to get
his, dig
My waist bone`s connected to my hip bone
My hip bone`s connected to my thigh bone
My thigh bone`s connected to my knee bone
My knee bone`s connected to my hardy-har-har-har
The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your funny
bone, um
Skip the ovaltine, I`d rather have a honeycomb
Or preferably the sesame, Let`s spiggedy-spark
the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

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Well I`ll be darned, shiver me timbers, yo head
for the hills
I picked a weeping willow, and a daffodil
So back up bucko or I`ll pulverize McGruff
`Cause this little piggy gets busy and stuff
Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get
swift
I caught a snuffleufagus and smoked a boogaloo
spliff
I got the nooks, the cranies, the nitty gritty
fodey-doe
All aboard, cast away, hey where`s my boogaloo?
Oh I`m steaming, agony
Why`s everybody always picking on me
They call me Puddin` Tane, and rap`s my game
You ask me again and I`ll t-tell you the same
`Cause I`m the vulgar vegemintarian, so stick `em
up freeze
So no Park sausages, Mom, please
A-blitz shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his
lip
Crazy dazy shot the Sheriff, yup and I shot the
gift
And that`s pretty sneaky, sis oh yep
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle`s cup
of cocoa
Holly hobby tried to slob me, tried to rob me
silly stunt
Diggedy-dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

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Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I`m coming around the stretch
So here Fido boy, fetch, boy, fetch
I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, look at
me get raw
And I`m the hickory-dickory top of morning
boogoloo big jaw
With the yippedy zippedy Winnie the Pooh bad boy
blue,
Yo crazy got the gusto, what up, I swing that too
So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop
without a strain
Like Roscoe B. Coltrane
I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like
Chubby Checker
I take my Froot Loops with two scoops, make it
double decker
Oh Vince, the baby come to Papa Duke
A babaloo, ooh, a babaloo boogedy boo
I went from Gucci to Stussy, to fliggedy-flam a
groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie
koochie
Tally ho I-I`ll take my Stove Top instead of
potatoes, so
Maybe I`ll shoot `em now, nope maybe I`ll shoot
`em later, yep
I used to have a dog and Bingo was his name oh,
so uh
B - I - N - G - O-oh
You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself
around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

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