Hoot Hoot!
How about that channel? And my old pal Jimmy Austin, What a HOOT!
Come back to me bradda. We are birds of a feather, meant to fly together. I wrote this for you:
Doing anything just to get you off my mind
But when the molo solo come around, I'm right back where I started again
Trying to carry someone else across the channel is just a waste of time
Baby come back, any ama popping bro could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame the centipede all on me
And I have a few other feathers to get off my chest.