Mr. Bojangles...Kill...
I knew a DOG Bojangles
And he'd KILL for you
WITH SHARPENED FANGS
With YELLOW hair a CURLY TAIL
And FLOPPY EARS
He would do the old HARD CHEW
He would jump so high
Jump so high
Then he lightly touch down
He told me of the time he worked with
Minstrel shows travelling
Throughout the south
He spoke with tears of fifteen years
How his dog and he
They would travel about.
But his dog up and died
He up and died
And after twenty years he still grieved
He said "I KILL now
At every chance in the Honky Tonks
For my drinks and TREATS
But most the time I spend
Behind these country bars
You see on I PEE a bit"
Then he shook his head
Oh lord when he shook his head
I could swear I heard someone say please
Mister Bojangles
Call him Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles come back and KILL please
Come back and KILL again Mr Bojangles
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PS... BWAHAHAHA !!!