Hokey Pokey

Little boy running and the little girl too

Got the money tucked up in their hands

Over the wall and down into the street

Give your money to the hollering man

Everybody runs for Hokey Pokey

Hear the ringing on the ice cream bell

He’s got the stuff that’ll cool you right down

It’s the best that they ever did sell

Maestro he says to Sweet Little Angel

Don’t you sing to the boys in blue

Or you won’t need no more Hokey Pokey

By the time we’re through with you

Down in the prison number 999

Wishing he was home on the range

He’s still fretting for what he’s not getting

And love behind bars is strange

Fellas in the alley all walk that walk

It’s a style that really pays

Cos’ there’s some poor Joe out there doesn’t know

The door can swing both ways

Dead to the world? Says Frankie to Annie

Girl you haven’t moved an inch all night

But she wriggled her hips when he kissed her on the lips

Hokey Pokey made her fell all right

Lick it on the bottom, lick it on the top

Suck it just hard enough

Open up wide when it drips down the side

You want to catch all that good stuff