Tim Fite - And How lyrics

[incoherently chopped lyrics] eeenie meenie minie mo mo money there ain't no tigers left to catch now sonny so peter put away your pop gun the wolf is on the top rung 'bout to tip the ladder crooked look'it look'it here he got a bottle full of crocodile tears pulls out a dollar but it only buys beer but we like beer (don't you know) that's not beer, it's an earwig that he put in your ear [incoherently chopped lyrics] scratch yo' neck, scratch yo back, scratch yo' leg does the nappy old neck itch? does the nappy old neck itch, man? it itches bad I'm sorry to hear that, I'm so sorry to hear excuse me miss but there's somethin' crawlin' out your ear my mother and your mother were hangin' out clothes my mother punched your mother right in her nose what color blood came out? x3 B U G and you are it [incoherently chopped lyrics] the less you know, he know, the better for the best, we know, he know, we know, whatever don't act clever and sever all ties with suspicions cuz our ears have eyes, be wise not superstitious clean, clean cut, make a clean cut away abrasian just below the ear lobe where he scrapes scrape, scrape, he scrape away the skin to erase any trace that he placed somethin' in [incoherently chopped lyrics] and how