His Name Is Legs (ladies And Gentlemen)

(i'm not cheating)



Oooh, oooh

Everything is dinky doo

Everything you do

You, the king of la-di-da

Pretty very out far

Never oversits, he understands

Like the back of the hand

He should sing in a band, oh yeah



Oooh, oooh

People think he's loopey loo

And when they look at his shoes

He's a rocking sausage roll

He gets it in the goal

Healthy little 'brown affair'

And when he washes his hair

He'll get a round or a square

Get them singing



Oooh, oooh

Everyone from oxford town

Way down to the rio grande



Knows his harbour quays

His skin tight hands, without seggs

His name is legs



[talking]



Oooh, oooh

Coolies sweating in hong kong

Run along to the mardi grass



Risking asian flu to meet the man

Who lays the eggs

His name is legs



He's a cure for whooping cough

And if the going gets rough

Get lined up, come sikh, come czar

No matter who you are

We could get along and slide a rule

And if you don't play fools

While larry plays pool

You'll hear him singing



Oooh, oooh

[talking]

Oooh, oooh


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