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Who's that walkin' round here, Mercy

Sat at a diner at a table for two
There are four of us, me, your big feet and you
From your ankles up, you sure look sweet
From there down there's just too much feet

Yeah, your feets too big
Don't want ya, 'cause ya feets too big
Can't use ya, 'cause ya feets too big
I really hate ya, 'cause ya feets too big

Yeah, let's hear it now
Where did ya get em?
Your baby likes you, she thinks you're nice
Got what it takes to be in a paradise

She likes your face
She likes your shades
Man, oh man, them things are too big
Oh, your feets too big

Can't twist, 'cause ya feets too big
Can't shake it, 'cause your feets too big
You just don't make it, 'cause your feets too big
Come on, walk that thing

Never heard such walkin' Mercy
Where'd ya get em?
Oh, your mere extremities are colossal
To me you look just like a fossil

You've got me walkin', talkin' and squarkin
Your feets too big, too big, too large
Yeah, your feets too big
Don't want cha, 'cause your feets too big

I can't stand ya, 'cause your feets too big
I'm mad at cha, 'cause ya feets too big
Hey, where'd ya get em?
Your mere extremities really are obnoxious

One never knows do one

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