(CHORUS) Oowee, oowee, oowee, ya ya ya Oowee, oowee, ya, (hic) Oowee, oowee, oowee, ya ya ya Oowee, oowee, ya
I know a crazy, crazy story 'bout a sly old fox And when they buried him he made them use a flip top box At night when the moon was shining bright above He'd flip the flip top back and he would call his love
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She came running with a shovel looking like a ghost She started digging and a-digging she dug him the most She dug like a demon and before too long They were hugging and a-kissing and they sang this song
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They started dancing to the jive of the tombstone five A lot of creepy looking creatures started to arrive The man at the entrance let some live ones in They started rocking and a-rolling and they all joined in
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So if you're walking by the cemetery some dark night And you hear a lot of wailing everything's all right If bones are rattling and the whole place rocks You can blame it on the fox in the flip top box