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Well you're walkin and a talkin

And a movin and a groovin

And a hippin and a hoppin

And a pickin and a boppin

Those bods are being bad

You better take a stand

You gonna wake up that thing in your hand

You're looking all around

There is trouble to be found

Make sure when you find it you get to say it loud

Gotta code three

Need back up

Bring me

My bright red* fluro jacket

He's fat and he don't run too fast

Well you're walkin and talkin

But he's faster than me

'Sho my walkie talkie man

Last night at the show we saw him

Well you're walkin and talkin

Going out on the street

Go go go go

Well you're walkin and a talkin

And a freakin and a yellin

And a bossin and a speakin

And a lookin and a pointin

Always tell us what to do

With your high top shoes

And you wave your torch

With your black short shorts

Don't let em get away

Don't think they can play

Nail 'em to the wall

Cause you really need to say

Gotta code three

Need back up

Bring me

My bright red fluro jacket

He's fat and he don't run too fast

Well you're walkin and talkin

But he's faster than me

'Sho my walkie talkie man

Last night at the show we saw him

Well you're walkin and talkin

Going out on the street

Just the Drums

He's fat and he don't run too fast

He's fat and he don't run too fast

But he's faster than me

But he's faster than me

Last night at the show we saw him

Last night at the show we saw him

Going out on the street

Going out on the street

He's a walkie talkie man

He's fat and he don't run too fast

But he's faster than me

Last night at the show we saw him

Going out on the street