Come Together lyrics

Here come old flattop, he come grooving up slowly, babe

He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller

He got hair, mama, down to his knees

Got to be a joker, he just do what he please



Now,

He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football

He got monkey fingers, yeah, he shoot coca-cola

Now, He say "I know you, and, mama, you know me"

Yeah!

One thing I can tell, mama, lord you gotta be free

Come together right now, dog, lord, over me



He bag production, he got walrus gumboot

He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker, oh mama, yeah

He got feet, yeah, down below his knee

Ahhh, hold his arms, you can`t hold his disease

Come together right now, oh, over me



Oh yeah now.



He roller-coaster, he got early warning

He got muddy water, he one mojo filter

He say "One and one, lord, mama and one and one is three"

Got to be good-looking motherfucker `cause he`s so hard to see

Come together, oh yeah, over me
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