| I was wandering down the road, feeling groovy and hot
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| I’m not the type to feel like that, it’s over the top
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| I can’t remember what or when or where it was at
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| I only know that something’s got me high as a kite
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| Is it voodoo or shoo-bee-doo?
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| Wham-bam or valyucan?
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| Bop-shoo-wop or over the top?
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| So I carried on a strolling, going out of my mind
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| Yes, I was wandering dancing free 'cause I was day in the time
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| I saw the trees and leaves were blowing into the wind
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| I only know that something was a-making me sing
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| Is it voodoo or shoo-bee-doo?
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| Wham-bam or valyucan?
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| Bop-shoo-wop or over the top?
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| Guess who and guess what all this mystery for…
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| I was wandering down the road, feeling groovy and hot
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| I’m not the type to feel like that, it’s over the top
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| I can’t remember what or when or where it was at
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| I only know that something’s got me high as a kite
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| Is it voodoo or shoo-bee-doo?
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| Wham-bam or valyucan?
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| Bop-shoo-wop or over the top?
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| So I carried on a strolling, going out of my mind
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| Yes, I was wandering dancing free 'cause I was day in the time
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| I saw the trees and leaves were blowing into the wind
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| I only know that something was a-making me sing
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| Is it voodoo or shoo-bee-doo?
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| Wham-bam or valyucan?
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| Bop-shoo-wop or over the top?
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| Guess who and guess what all this mystery for
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| I’m so high in the sky
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| It’s Venetians of wine
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| It’s a-melting me soon
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| I’m over the Moon
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| And feeling a little strange
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| Now it’s getting into evening to the end of the day
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| When suddenly this chick appeared to toggle my way
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| I looked at her, she looked at me, and boy was she hot!
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| And then I knew why I was going over the top
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| Is it voodoo or shoo-bee-doo?
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| Wham-bam or valyucan?
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| Bop-shoo-wop or over the top?
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| It wasn’t
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| It’s this chick so hot
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| I’m over the top
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| It’s this chick so hot
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| I’m over the top |