(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
Here come old flat-top
He come groovin' up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker
He just do what he please
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
He wear no shoeshine
He got toe-jam football
He got wonky finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is
You got to be free
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Come together, right now
Over me
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
He bag production
He got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his arms, yeah
You can feel his disease
Come together, right now
Over me
(Shoot me)
Right!
Come
(Look out!)
He roller coaster
He got early warning
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He got muddy water
He one mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good-looking
'Cos he's so hard to see
Come together, right now
Over me
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
(Shoot me)
Oh
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
Come together, yeah
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