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Shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me, shoot me
Here come old flat-top
He come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeballs
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker, he just do what he please
Shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me, shoot me
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
Shoot me, shoot me
Shoot 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
Shoot me, right!
Come, come
Come, come
Come
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, 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together, right now
Over me
Shoot me, shoot me
Shoot me, oh
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah