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Verse 1: Crackerjacks
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I got the adibles
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de-deing-zak-zeek-zo goods to eat
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what to the manilla on your paper
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it's the rattle with the crackerjack caper
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now who's said that I was all for my own
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not did a flesson-flit to brontosaurus on
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here goes the adible eats cos I eat sweets
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not stakes summits I got styles
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STYLES!
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get it honney tell inning to winning
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run miles and miles to the speaker
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super-propelicker it's the Sound of the Zeekers
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OH!
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Verse 2: Gollie G
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Gollie G bumblebee ring around the rosie
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a quacka full of hosie the hip hop scooby doo why
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whatch the jar drop let the sunset stop
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BANG!
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was my friend to the end
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Chukie was a lucky so here's your end friend
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I sets the show ain't brocoli and rice
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the newer to the new not the old spice
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mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue
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betty cracker made it better
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poindex the flex to track by Busta
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with a little bit of sore from the Crackerjack store
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still at will
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for field up the skill for the jill by the Jack
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misguided mojo swing low string
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sing along as I bring along with the song
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sedated by the maid, meenie mi mo
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yo, gotta go, GOTTA GOTTA GO SO!
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on and off but the ending yet stick around
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cos the zeeko gots the sound
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Chorus 1:
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jeepers, creepers, it's the Sound of the Zeekers x2
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Verse 3: Sha-Now
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neverlettheysaid I like a tracks
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leaders of the new school want the first path
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flow with this groovy track
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welcome to Sound of the Zeekers
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just not get trap taste this lyrical bliss
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to the brain Sha-Now here there's no shame
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in my game let me be your remedy man
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I can hit your ears with the words that I share
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SO
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taste this feel forenow I made the grave
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a rumpely sound that you have to obey
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Sha-Now in tropical later or here on the scene
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sounds of the zeekers just not a dream
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Verse 4: Rumpletilkinz
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I'm drizzy on may i'm be on the ill tate
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I'm simply teaching I representing tripulate
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DOWN the negative ADD the positive
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pass me why that's my polarity
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I just ghetto, look ghetto, came from the ghetto
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but now I got elevel with the flow
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I riding from the bottom go straight to the top
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when I'm only in graping on the hip hop pop
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I'm crossing the line heading for the border
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feel a quite thirsty, need a cup of water
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toilet in grandplans they like sub treplets
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90's are the year of the Rumpeltilskinz
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take it all witches in throw'em in ditches
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if you front to this you just kit stitches
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down with the rumpeltil and I love the redskinz
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should I begin trancept by friends
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Geronimo not the animal I dance canibal
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on the dance floor I willing and able to freak
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any zeek and I'm out
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Verse 5: Kallie Weed
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now this is Kallie Weed pum the version
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but then it's want to me want to no understand (BOW, BOW!)
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and when me come about it dance me understand lumpting (BOW, BOW!)
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it want to the move now is I'm moving on bottom (BOW, BOW!)
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de inna de dance with LONS (BOW, BOW!)
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then bu-bum you janord and northest (BOW, BOW!)
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north east south and west everybody move unploress (BOW, BOW!)
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inna de 90's hit aye aye (AYE AYE, AYE AYE)
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Chorus 2:
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fim fi fo fum, let all the zeekers in the dance
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fim fi fo fum, Charlie Brown make the dance around
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Verse 6: Charlie Brown
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zipiddy dooh doh zipeddy dah, OW!
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that's only one Charlie Brown zeeker of the speaker
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much getting louder lunchtime all out with the chines
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[Peanut's teacher speaking] OW!
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Crackerjacks taking your back
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airer like a track now relaters REACT
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come in to flow, come in to flow
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better vacation never the less kick pick stick
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jump the pump grass, nooooow
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no bizz like showbizz, Brown THERE IS!
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babble vibrate the ground got speakers
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OW, OW, ZEEKERS!
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Verse 7: Dinco D
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L - O - N - S!
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zeeker with zest zen jive as crazy
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minds combine elevating the maze
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of a cartible character scripture of a picture
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picture mister D - I - N - C - O!
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be a fool but speaker with average
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ever number one but ain't not it's rattle game
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so I zone and zones of I been
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a special with sounds so ill I be witness
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see like zack the Lego maniac
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you ask what's that? I said bring it back
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