Rolling on some rubber Pablo's fastened(?) to pose Climbing up, the comp(?) is troubled as I make my way home My love is huddled up, her calegitzal(?) has a hole just like mine Yesterday it was gold, but I had to go Oh, I'll be back, how am I to know when I'll be back? But when I'm back, we'll go out to a movie And we'll go out to get some biscuits and groovy WOO WOO WOO WOO Biscuits and groovy, the fruit is a-smoothie The chicks are so nudie, to jam is your duty On the teeter-totter wanting that but this then Like a sticker losing sticky in reapplication I wanna call you up, talk to you like a friend But I know within minutes the conversation will end You'll have to go I'll call you back You'll say "come home" "Not yet, I can't" But when I can, we'll go out to a movie And we'll go out to get some biscuits and groovy WOO WOO WOO WOO Biscuits and groovy, the fruit is a-smoothie The chicks are so nudie, to jam is your duty Biscuits and groovy I am a zombie I am a zombie I am a zombie from Mozambique We all are zombies from Mozambique I am a zombie I am a zombie I am a zombie from Mozambique I do stuff Yeah, I do stuff WOO WOO WOO WOO Biscuits and groovy, the fruit is a-smoothie The chicks are so nudie, to jam is your duty Your bu*t is so booty Your face is so groovy To jam is your duty Biscuits and groovy I do stuff