He's the heart-throb of sob
As he's bringing in the leeches
We'll sing it to the ceiling
And he's the King of Swing
He's making snake eyes at me
Take down the house lights
Burn the witch, burn the witch
And do another Poo Poo dance
Oh I say come down, come down on the right foot
Beat the hell out of those bones
It's the soft shoe shuffle
Here comes the snake dance
It's the last dance trance
And I say come down, come down on the left foot
I say come down, come down on the left foot
Oh I say come down, come down on the right foot
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