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Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo
I hear a polka and my troubles are through
Hoop-Dee-Dee, Hoop-Dee-Dee
This kind of music is like heaven to me
Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo
Has got me higher than a kite
Hand me down my soup and fish, I am gonna get my wish
Hoop-Dee-Doin' it tonight

When there's a trombone playin'
I get a thrill, I always will
When there's a concertina stretched about a mile
I always smile 'cause that's my style
When there's a fiddle in the middle oh it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet
Plays a tune so sweet that I could die Lead me to the floor and hear me yell for more
'cause I'm a Hoop-Dee-Doin' kind of guy

(Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-Dee-Doo
(Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-De-Doo
(I hear a polka and my troubles are through)-ha, ha, ha, ha
(Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-Dee-Doo
(Hoop-Dee-Dee) Hoop-De-Dee
(This kind of music is like heaven to me)

Oh, Hoop-Dee-Doo (Hoop-Dee-Doo)
Hoop-Dee-Doo (Hoop-Dee-Doo)
Has got me higher than a kite
Hand me down my soup and fish, I am gonna get my wish
Hoop-Dee-Doin' it tonight

(When there's a trombone playin')
(He gets a thrill) I get a thrill, I always will (He always will)
(When there's a concertina) stretched about a mile
I always smile (You'll see him smile) 'cause that's my style (Oh, that's his style)
When there's a fiddle in the middle oh it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet
(Plays a tune so sweet that we could die) Ah, yes lead me to the floor and hear me yell
for more 'cause I'm a Hoop-Dee-Doin' kind of guy

< brief interlude of scat, cacophony, and instruments>

Oh, Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo
It's got us higher than a kite
They're in clover, we're in bloom, when we're dancin' give us room
Hoop-De-Doin' it with all of our might
Rain may fall and snow may come, nothin's gonna stop us from
Hoop-Dee-Doin' it
Hoop-Dee-Doin' it
Hoop-Dee-Doin' it tonight

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