Walkie Talkie Man

Lyrics

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 pink fluro jacket He's fat and he don't run too fast (well you're walkin' and a-talkin') But he's faster than me (sure, my walkie talkie man) Last night at the show we saw him (well you're walkin' and a-talkin') Going out of his tree (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 pink fluro jacket He's fat and he don't run too fast (well you're walkin' and a-talkin') But he's faster than me (sure, my walkie talkie man) Last night at the show we saw him (well you're walkin' and a-talkin') Going out of his tree (just the drums) 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 of his tree 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 of his tree (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 of his tree (bring me my bright black fluro jacket)