| Here come old flat top, he come grooving up slowly
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| He’s got joo joo eye balls, he want holy roller
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| He’s got hair down to his knees
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| He’s got to be a joker, he just do what he please
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| He wear no shoe shine, he’s got toe jam football
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| He’s got monkey fingers, he shoot Coca Cola
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| He says, 'I know you, you know me'
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| Cause one thing I can tell you is you got to be free
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| Come together, right now, over me
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| He bag production, he’s got walrus gumboot
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| He’s got Ono psycho, he want spinal cracker
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| He’s got feet down below his knees
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| Hold you in his arms, still you can feel his disease
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| Come together, right now, over me
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| He rollercoaster, he’s got early warning
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| He’s got Muddy Water, he want mojo filter
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| He says, 'One and one and one is three'
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| Got to be good looking 'cause he’s so hard to see
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| Come together, right now, over me
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| Ho, come together, yeah
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| Come together, yeah… |