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Well you're walkin and a talkin
And a movin and a groovin
And a hippin and a hoppin
And a pickin and a boppin
Those bods are being bad
You better take a stand
You gonna wake up that thing in your hand
You're looking all around
There is trouble to be found
Make sure when you find it you get to say it loud
Gotta code three
Need back up
Bring me
My bright red* fluro jacket
He's fat and he don't run too fast
Well you're walkin and talkin
But he's faster than me
'Sho my walkie talkie man
Last night at the show we saw him
Well you're walkin and talkin
Going out on the street
Go go go go
Well you're walkin and a talkin
And a freakin and a yellin
And a bossin and a speakin
And a lookin and a pointin
Always tell us what to do
With your high top shoes
And you wave your torch
With your black short shorts
Don't let em get away
Don't think they can play
Nail 'em to the wall
Cause you really need to say
Gotta code three
Need back up
Bring me
My bright red fluro jacket
He's fat and he don't run too fast
Well you're walkin and talkin
But he's faster than me
'Sho my walkie talkie man
Last night at the show we saw him
Well you're walkin and talkin
Going out on the street
Just the Drums
He's fat and he don't run too fast
He's fat and he don't run too fast
But he's faster than me
But he's faster than me
Last night at the show we saw him
Last night at the show we saw him
Going out on the street
Going out on the street
He's a walkie talkie man
He's fat and he don't run too fast
But he's faster than me
Last night at the show we saw him
Going out on the street
