Shoot me shoot me
Shoot me shoot me

Here come old flat-top
He come groovin' up slowly
He got ju-ju eyeball, he one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker, he just do what he please

Shoot me shoot me
Shoot me shoot me (yeah)

He wear no shoeshine, he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger, he shoot Coca-Cola
He say, "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is
You got to be free

Comе together, right now over mе

Shoot me shoot me
Oh, oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh

He roller-coaster, he got early warnin'
He got muddy water, he one mojo filter
He say, "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good-lookin' 'cause he's
So hard to see

Come together, right now over me

Shoot me shoot me

Come together, yeah come together, yeah
Come together, yeah (Hey)
Come together, yeah come together right now
Over me

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Writer(s): DENNIS A. TOMICH, FREDERICK DEWEY SMITH, MICHAEL DAVIS, ROBERT W. DERMINER, WAYNE KAMBES