Oh fudge!
Oh fudge!
Oh fudge!
Oh fudge!
Flick says he saw some grizzly bears near Pulaski’s candy store,
Tonight, tonight my old man gets his major award.
Don’t want a football or ovaltine,
Don’t wanna be a pink Easter bunny…
I want a Red Ryder BB Gun,
Compass in the stock and this thing which tells time…
You’ll shoot your eye out!
You’ll shoot your eye out!
You’ll shoot your eye out!
You’ll shoot your eye out!
Fa ra ra ra ra
My mom ain’t had a hot meal for herself in 15 years,
The line for Santa starts here but it ends over there!
Don’t want a football or ovaltine,
Don’t wanna be a pink Easter bunny…
I want a Red Ryder BB Gun,
Compass in the stock and this thing which tells time…
You’ll shoot your eye out!
You’ll shoot your eye out!
You’ll shoot your eye out!
You’ll shoot your eye out!
Fa ra ra ra ra
Oh fudge!
Oh fudge!
Oh fudge!
Oh fudge!
Fra-gee-lay...
Must be Italian!
You’ll shoot your eye out! (Oh fudge!)
You’ll shoot your eye out! (Oh fudge!)
You’ll shoot your eye out! (Oh fudge!)
You’ll shoot your eye out! (Oh fudge!)
I shot my eye out!
