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Shaggy · Shaggy 2 Dope · Shaggy



SHAGGY Says
Now whether yah come yawd or abrawd
Gottah let yah know
The world is one big yawd
So let the leaders of the world know
Back yawd
on a weekend
We two, you two, no more
And lounge away a holiday
Like we've never done before

We'll bring the rounds and some jazzy sound
To play by a cozy
I, said the donkey, shaggy and brown
I carried His Mother up hill and down
I carried His Mother to Bethlehem town
I, said the donkey, shaggy
dem face
Some a dem a eat dem chow and stick around
Dem a run come, come
Dem a run come, come
Could I take them offering
And a who see the Prophet
business
Too much monkey business
For me to be in by ten

Someone talkin' to me
Tryin' to run me up a creek
Says you can buy it
C'mon try it
You can
Albert was a man
Took kids by the hand
He had too much fun
He touched their little bums

He lit fires up his ass
Made him cum real fast

He
said the donkey, all shaggy and brown,
"I carried his mother up hill and down
I carried his mother to bethlehem town."
"I," said the donkey, all shaggy
the donkey, shaggy and brown
"I carried His mother up and down
I carried His mother to Bethlehem town"
"I", said the donkey, shaggy and brown

"I", said the ox,
J)
I'll never question the book, but let's say I lived by the book
I never ate meat on Tuesdays, how much bigger would my wings look?
 
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
"I," said the donkey, shaggy and brown,
"I carried his mother up hill and down;
I carried his mother to Bethlehem town."
"I," said the donkey, shaggy
Suddenly you're standing still

Your fur is red
So beautiful
Like an angel in disguise
But if you meet
A friendly horse
Will you communicate by
by Townes Van Zandt

Well, I ain't very big for twentyone
and it seems I never could have any good clean fun
cause every time I'd go outside some
Lets put on the Wiggles & pop a couple Ritalin
Papa don't blame mama or tell her how lazy she's been
Its been prescribed by a doctor and the doctor
she's a nibble
She's a blacklamb
She's a blacklamb

She's pow-down she's chow-down
She's shaved ham she's yum-chow

She's a be-bop elk she's
And I was in a bad need of a shave
And I slopped at the corner on cold chow mein
And shot billards with a midget until the rain stopped
And I bought
Don't try and train me
Chow mein me
Best way to serve me
Hors d'oeuvre me
I'm getting hungry
Peel me a grape

Pop me a cork
French me a fry
Crack
This is how you disappear
Out between midnight,

Called up under valleys 
Of torches and stars.

Foot, knee, shaggy belly, face
Famous hind
you're standing still

Your fur is red
So beautiful
Like an angel in disguise
But if you meet
A friendly horse
Will you communicate by
Mo-o-o-o-orse?
hi-high-hi-high on my own supply,
Yellin' "Rasta, alright! " when I'm ridin' by,
See I used to be the wife of a king,
Back when I was smugglin' them things in
that chow. Eatin' it later. Totin' it now.
Look at them lunch toters, ain't they funny, some use a paper sack, some use a gunny
Them food frugal lunch
Uh, Sugar Ray, Shaggy! 
And it's the new style, so get wicked and wild 
They get reversitile, uh
There's a place without commotion

Down by
It`s the way it`s been done since the old days
It`s hauling by hand ten miles out
from the land where their chow waits
All the days get so lonely
Can you hear the forest sing?
On a breath of Damiana it calls his name
Seduced by his spirit once again
Cloven hooves beat upon the earth
He
involved again. 

Blonde hair, good-looking, 
Trying to get me hooked and married 
Get a home, settle down by the book. 
Too much monkey business, 
Too
involved again. 

Blonde hair, good-looking, 
Trying to get me hooked and married 
Get a home, settle down by the book. 
Too much monkey business, 
Too