1-2-3!
Tremelo blooz, ain't got nothin' to lose
Ain't got nothin' but my tumblin', mumblin' blooz
Bring my puffy head on down
Brains came out first when I was born
I bent down to catch a rose and I caught a thorn
Hey Miss Monkey, how d'ya get so blue?
Monkey looked up with her teary eyes and said "I been missin' you"
She's got those tremelo blooz, ain't got nothin' to lose
Ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumblin' blooz
Yahoo!
Pick it up!
Yep
Hee
Hee hee hee
Well, hello, Chickey, you've been packed away
For nine months and a cold December day
Your yellow body's crumpled and covered with doo
Here's a microphone, Chickey, sing whatever you choose
Stretching those tremelo blooz, ain't got nothin' to lose
He ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumblin' blooz
Chickey!
Whoooooo!
Yeah!
Oh yeah...
Somebody's gotta remember old Bill
Alright, let's (????)
My friend Froggie collapsed back stage, face down in a pile of cocaine
The rocker doctor said he had the flu
But Froggie felt it deep inside
He knew exactly what he had to do
He sing those tremelo blooz, he ain't got nothin' to lose
He ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumblin' blooz
(???) his Froggie head on down to his puffy little...
(???) his Froggie head on down to his puffy little...
(???) his Froggie head on down to his puffy little shoes
Yeah!
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