Mr. Wiggles

From the ocean comes a notion That the real eyes lies in rhythm And the rhythm of vision is a dancer From the lookin' come the seeing One with real eyes realize The rhythm of vision is a dancer And when he dance, it's always on the one Going down you can see sounds of silence Primal heartbeats could be seen with the naked eye Ee didy awk, oh, I'm the jock and I'm back (The one with real eyes realize that the reason) On the scene with the record machine Sayin' ooh papa doo, how d'y'all do? (Is that everything is on the one) I'm Mr. Wiggles the worm These are my ladies Giggle and Squirm Three bionic idiots Your deejays for the Affair Where we'll be gettin' down And won't be comin' up for air May I have this swim? Mr. Wiggles here, sayin', "May we funk you?" I got a string on my thing Rhythm in my thing Wind me up I can do my thing underwater I got a string attached to my thing When you pull my string I can do my thing like I oughta Ooh, the Motor Booty Affair this is the big one The marathon, not your average 50 yard dash of funk The Olympics, cross country style Comin' to you from number one Bimini Road (I got a string on my thing) In beautiful downtown Atlantis (Rhythm in my thing) Where you might see the jellyfish jammin' with the salmon (I can do my thing underwater) Come face to face with a mouth named Jaws (I got a string attached to my thing) Freak out with a Mermaid named Rita (When you pull my string, I can do my thing like I oughta) And meet Mr. Wiggles the worm I got wheels on my thing, oh Real in my thing Emerald city I can do my thing underwater I got a string attached to my thing When you pull my string I can do my thing like I oughta Check me out I can slide between the molecules Of wetness like an eel through seaweed One slithering idiot Mr. Wiggles here, your DJ for the Affair Where we'll be getting down and won't be coming up for air So, you can leave your nose at home You might wanna rent a blow hole, oh (That's how it goes in the land of no nose) Let me bait my rap, go wiggle (The best stroke is the breast stroke) This fish tale begins where most fish tails end With a school of fool fish Playin' hooky from school but gettin' caught and likin' it I got a string on my thing, oh Reel in my thing Go wiggle ya'll I can do my thing underwater I got a string attached to my thing, yo yo Wheel on my string (Aquaboogie, baby) I can do my thing like I oughta Eee ditty I, oh, I'm jock And I'm back on the scene With my record machine Sayin', ooh poppa doo how ya'll doin'? Mr. Wiggles the worm here Sayin' this is an underwater story In the fields of your mind (I can do my thing underwater) We're swimmin' past a clock Who has its hand behind its back On past reality, he ain't lookin' for a moment We'll leave a candle in the windows Of our conscious mind And we'll find our way back to the one end time (I got wheels on my thing, when you pull my string) The Motor Booty Affair (I can do my thing underwater) Where you can dance underwater and not get wet (I got a string attached to my thing) Aqua dooloop a baby (When you pull my string) Rhythm (I can do my thing like I oughta) Mr. Wiggles here on roller skates and a yo yo Actin' the fool, one slithering idiot These are my ladies Giggles and Squirm We are three bionic worms, your DJ for the Affair (Sliding through the water without gettin' wet) And I can do my thang underwater, ha Comin' to you live from number one Bimini Road In the Emerald City, downtown Atlantis, on W E F U N K We funk, we funk and we funk And we wiggle and we funk, oh Mr. Wiggles here Sayin' Eee to the ock Oh, I'm the jock And I'm back on the scene With my record machine Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? Go wiggle To all the fish and the fishies, go wiggle To all the fish and the fishes, go wiggle Eee to the ock, oh, I'm the jock And I'm back on the scene with my record machine Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? Go wiggle (Dancin' underwater and not getting wet) Oh, go wiggle, go wiggle From the ocean comes the notion That real lies in the eyes of rhythm And the rhythm of vision is a dancer (Eee to the ock, oh, I'm the jock) From the lookin' comes the seeing (And I'm back on the scene with my record machine) One with real eyes realize (Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? Go wiggle) That the rhythm of vision is a dancer And when he dance it's always on the one Goin' down you could see sounds of silence Primal heartbeats could be seen with the naked eye (What in the world is that worm talkin' about?) And the ones with real eyes realize That everything is on the one, go wiggle, yo Eee to the ock, oh, I'm the jock And I'm back on the scene with my record machine Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? Go wiggle Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop, go wiggle Swimmin' on past your conscious mind Who's tied up for a moment But he'll be back on time, in the meantime, go wiggle