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His hair is red, his eyes are green |
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He's like a person that you've never seen |
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He'll sing and dance, he's been to France |
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But he doesn't seem to stand a chance |
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That's when I saw |
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Howdy doody in the woodshed |
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(Goin' down on Buffalo Bob) |
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Howdy doody in the woodshed |
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(Goin' down on Buffalo Bob) |
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Howdy doody in the woodshed, the woodshed |
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(Goin' down on Buffalo Bob) |
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A smarter man would never plan |
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To have so many splinters in his hand |
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And Clarabelle would never tell |
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'Cause he's afraid that he might go to jail |
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Well, what became of big bird |
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I know it's gonna sound rather absurd |
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They found some yellow feathers and some other debris |
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Just underneath the peanut gallery |
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Ask Mortimer Snerd ask Charlie McCarthy |
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Even Oscar, 'The Grouch', has seen his casting couch |
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That's when he caught |
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A whiff of knucklehead Smiff |
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And curse his job, he works with Bob |
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'Cause he was swinging from an old corn cob |
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And that's the thing, Bob pulls the strings |
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So you know it when you hear me sing |
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Howdy doody, howdy doody |
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Howdy doody in the woodshed |
