A tisket, a tasket,
Brown and yellow basket,
Sent a letter to my baby,
On the way I dropped it.
I dropped it, I dropped it, yes, on the way I dropped it,
Pretty girlie picked it up,
And put it in her pocket.
She was truckin` on down the avenue,
Without a single thing to do,
Kept on truckin` all around,
When she spied it all around,
Ah, she took it, she took it!
The little yellow basket,
And if she doesn`t bring it back,
I think that I shall die.
Get it for me, son.
Yeah.
Get out there and find my basket.
Yeah. Ha ha! That`s what I`m talking about.
All right, here`s my basket.
You get a basket,
Everybody get a basket! Yeah!
Well, all right, then!
She was truckin` down the avenue,
Without a single thing to do,
Kept on truckin` all around,
When she spied it on the ground!
She took it, took it,
The little yellow basket,
And if she doesn`t bring it back,
I think that I shall die.
Was it red?
No, no!
Was it green?
No, no!
Was it blue?
No, no!
No, just a little yellow basket!
Yeah! Get that basket fixed.
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