My favorite thing in the whole wide world
Funky little guys, wobbling around
On two stubby feet, looking with their eyes
They are really round and always have a frown
Got a weird guitar pick shaped head
On tiny little stubs they call feet
Kinda colored like the crust of bread
Like the kind that's made of whole wheat
Heard a rumor that they're actually mushrooms
Yeah that's right, baby
I'm talking bout Goombas
Goombas changed my life
They ended my strife
I'd be lost without them
Goombas
My best friend
Until the end
Can't wait to hug them
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My favorite thing in the whole wide world
Funky little guys, wobbling around
On two stubby feet, looking with their eyes
They are really round and always have a frown
Got a weird guitar pick shaped head
On tiny little stubs they call feet
Kinda colored like the crust of bread
Like the kind that's made of whole wheat
Heard a rumor that they're actually mushrooms
Yeah that's right, baby
I'm talking bout Goombas
Goombas changed my life
They ended my strife
I'd be lost without them
Goombas
My best friend
Until the end
Can't wait to hug them
Funky little guys, wobbling around
On two stubby feet, looking with their eyes
They are really round and always have a frown
Got a weird guitar pick shaped head
On tiny little stubs they call feet
Kinda colored like the crust of bread
Like the kind that's made of whole wheat
Heard a rumor that they're actually mushrooms
Yeah that's right, baby
I'm talking bout Goombas
Goombas changed my life
They ended my strife
I'd be lost without them
Goombas
My best friend
Until the end
Can't wait to hug them
Writer: Caroline Davis
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