Ooh, listen. I remember when I was nothin' but a lad of a boy some time ago. I remember every summer in my home, we had one guy that outstood all the rest. He was the man that used to come around every day and this is what he would say
Ooh, watermelon man
With the Bugaloo style
Ooh watermelon man
And everybody in the neighborhood would say this:
You bring such good Watermelons every day Please make sure You always come my way Everybody digs watermelon man
Well as the years grew on and I got older, we used to help him sell watermelon only on Fridays because that was the only day we could get out of school. And every Friday and Saturday we would go out and help him say this
Ooh, watermelon man
He had me help him say this
Ooh, watermelon man Listen, they make your lips Go flippety flop The ones we sell on this truck sure is hot That's why everybody digs watermelon man
I wonder would the band help me say it one time, yeah. I need everybody in the audience to help me say it one time. I'm gonna say it, too.
Ooh, watermelon man, yeah They're just as sweet as they can be They're so sweet I can almost eat the seeds Everybody in town dig watermelon man, huh How let me tell you Ooh watermelon man That's what I heard him say Ooh, yeah, you got such good, big And ripe and sweet watermelons....