Kinky Friedman - The Boogie Man Lyrics
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The Boogie Man
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What Are The Lyrics For The Boogie Man By Kinky Friedman?
Well, the boogie man
Gonna get you and Snatch you up and whip you off to Boogie Land. If you don't watch out He'll make you scream and shout, He the boogie man. He the boogie man. He gonna have them ants Crawlin' in your pants With them creatures in your seat you got to leap up to your feet you know you gotta dance To the boogie man, To the boogie man, babe, He the boogie man. The boogie man, he's got a little piece of land, He got a mean ol' lady keeps him gentle as a lamb. He got a dog named Frog and a VW van, The neighbors think he's an insurance man. When the moon comes out, the kids all shout "Hey bring him out, come on, bring him out!" He picks up his guitar, there's a change inside From the good Dr. Jekyll to the bad Mr. Hyde. Come on and clap hands For the boogie man. He the wicked master Of the screamin' Telecaster And the one-night stand He the boogie man. He the boogie man, babe, He the boogie man. The boogie man, he's got a little piece of land, He got a mean ol' lady keeps him gentle as a lamb. He got a dog named Frog and a VW van, The neighbors think he's an insurance man. When the man comes out, the kids all shout "Hey bring him out, come on, bring him out!" He picks up his guitar there's a change inside From the good Dr. Jekyll to the bad Mr. Hyde. |
Who Wrote The Boogie Man By Kinky Friedman?
H Jones
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What's The Duration Of The The Boogie Man By Kinky Friedman?The duration of The Boogie Man is 4:00 minutes and seconds. |
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