Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die I love you Yeah Come on
I met this lady She was lookin’ so damn fine But she was crazy It was all about party time
And lately I felt like something’s wrong So flaky And shaky When the sun went down
Yeah Boom, boom, boom when she walked the room Even girls they whistle
I know it’s hard to get her She’s a special girl Oooo
It feels like Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die I love you Another cliché baby
Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Baby I would do whatever you like I love you Another cliché baby
Whoa Whoa Whoa Another cliché
Like Katy Perry (so sexy) She could kiss a lovely girl Taste likes cherry Yes she could rock her world On cloud seven I never felt like this before She took me closer to heaven Oh my god let’s go
Boom, boom, boom when she walked the room Even girls they whistle
I know from the pizza guy That you’re a special girl
It feels like Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die I love you Another cliché baby
Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Baby I’ma do whatever you like I love you Another cliché baby
Tell me what I gotta do Just give me that little clue Another cliché baby Oh
Now I’m feeling blue I gotta break through To you You
Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh
Cliché baby Yeah
It feels like Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die I love you Another cliché baby
Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Baby Ima do whatever you like Another cliché baby
Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die I love you Another cliché baby
Scooba-dooba-dap-dap-di-di-die Baby Ima do whatever you like I love you Another cliché love song