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Who's that walkin' round here? Mercy |
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Sounds like baby patter, baby elephant patter, that's what I call it |
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Say up in Harlem at a table for two |
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There were four of us, me, your big feet and you |
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From your ankles up, I'd say you sure look sweet |
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From there down there's just too much feet |
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Yes, your feet's too big |
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Don't want ya 'cause ya feet's too big |
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Can't use ya 'cause ya feet's too big |
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I really hate ya 'cause ya feet's too big |
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Where did ya get 'em? |
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Your girl she likes you, she thinks you're nice |
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Got what it takes to be in paradise |
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She says she likes your face |
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She likes your race |
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Man oh man and things are too big |
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Oh your feet's too big |
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Don't wantcha 'cause ya feet's too big |
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Mad at you 'cause your feet's too big |
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I hate you 'cause your feet's too big |
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My goodness, Gun the gunboats! shiff shiff shiff |
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Oh your pedal extremities are colossal |
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To me you look just like a fossil |
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You got me walkin', talkin' and squarkin' |
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'Cause your feet's too big, yeah |
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Come on and walk that thing |
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Oh I've never heard of such walkin', Mercy |
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Your, your pedal extremities really are obnoxious |
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One never knows do one? |
