My girl's a corker. She's a New Yorker. I buy her everything to keep her in style. She's got a pair of legs just like two whiskey kegs. Hot dog! that's where my money go-oe-oes. Oompa oompa oompa pa pa, Oompa oompa oompa pa pa, Oompa oompa oompa pa pa, Oompa oompa oompa pa pa. My girl's a corker. She's a New Yorker. I buy her everything to keep her in style. She's got a head of hair just like a grizzly bear. Hot dog! That's where my money go-oe-oes. Oompa oompa oompa pa pa, Oompa oompa oompa pa pa, Oompa oompa oompa pa pa! (N.B.) My Dad is 77, and that's how he used to sing it to me as a lad to go to sleep. Now it is my ring tone on my phone!
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