| I’m so dog gone dirty
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| 'Cause (I'm) a Flat Foot Flewzy
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| And I walk like a tweety bird
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| While I’m singing this bluesy
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| I gotta gal named Lucy
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| But like to call her Lizzy
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| She calls her man Flewzy
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| And she keeps him real busy
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| Well, I’m Flat Foot Flewzy, it’s alright
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| «Mr. |
| Flewzy won’t tell us bout your big flat feet»
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| Why sure, kinda helps me with the rock and roll beat
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| Come along with me and things’ll be alright
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| Singing Flewzy woozy boogie on a Saturday night
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| Well, I’m so dog gone dirty
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| 'Cause (I'm) a Flat Foot Flewzy
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| And I can walk like a tweety birdy
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| While I’m singing real bluesy
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| I gotta gal named Lucy
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| But like to call her Lizzy
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| She calls her man Flewzy
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| And she keeps him real busy
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| Well, I’m Flat Foot Flewzy, it’s alright
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| «Well it’s hard to believe that you walk like a bird»
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| Well I meant (?) what I said so I said what you heard
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| Come along with me and things’ll be alright
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| Singing Flewzy woozy boogie on a Saturday night
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| Yeah, Flat Foot Flewzy
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| Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
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| Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
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| Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
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| Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
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| Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
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| Alright
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| Flat Foot Flewzy, alright |