Here come old flattop, he come grooving up slowly, babe He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller He got hair, mama, down to his knees Got to be a joker, he just do what he please
Now, He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football He got monkey fingers, yeah, he shoot coca-cola Now, He say "I know you, and, mama, you know me" Yeah! One thing I can tell, mama, lord you gotta be free Come together right now, dog, lord, over me
He bag production, he got walrus gumboot He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker, oh mama, yeah He got feet, yeah, down below his knee Ahhh, hold his arms, you can't hold his disease Come together right now, oh, over me
Oh yeah now.
He roller-coaster, he got early warning He got muddy water, he one mojo filter He say "One and one, lord, mama and one and one is three" Got to be good-looking motherfucker 'cause he's so hard to see Come together, oh yeah, over me