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Phil Harris - The Thing Lyrics



Phil Harris - The Thing Lyrics




While I was walking down the beach one bright and sunny day
I saw a great big wooden box a-floatinÂÂÂÂÂ' in the bay
I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise
Ooh, I discovered a boom-boom-boom, right before my eyes
Oh, I discovered a boom-boom-boom, right before my eyes

I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king
I took it to a guy I knew whoÂÂÂÂÂ'd buy most any thing
But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, before I call a cop
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom before I call a cop

I turned around and got right out, a-runninÂÂÂÂÂ' for my life
And than I took it home with me to give it to my wife
But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, and donÂÂÂÂÂ't come back no more
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, and donÂÂÂÂÂ't come back no more

I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet
A hobo who was looking for a hand-out on the street
He said heÂÂÂÂÂ'd take most any old thing, he was a desperate man
But when I showed him the boom-boom-boom, he turned around and ran
Oh, when I showed him the boom-boom-boom, he turned around and ran

I wandered on for many years, a victim of my fate
Until one day I came upon St. Peter at the gate
And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go
Get outta here with that boom-boom-boom and take it down below
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom and take it down below

The moral of this story is if youÂÂÂÂÂ're out on the beach
And you should see a great big box and itÂÂÂÂÂ's within your reach
DonÂÂÂÂÂ't ever stop and open it up, thatÂÂÂÂÂ's my advice to you
‘Cause youÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get rid of the boom-boom-boom, no matter what you do
Oh, youÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get rid of the boom-boom-boom, no matter what you do

(boom-boom-boom = 3 strikes on the drum)
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While I was walking down the beach one bright and sunny day
I saw a great big wooden box a-floatinÂÂÂÂÂ' in the bay
I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise
Ooh, I discovered a boom-boom-boom, right before my eyes
Oh, I discovered a boom-boom-boom, right before my eyes

I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king
I took it to a guy I knew whoÂÂÂÂÂ'd buy most any thing
But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, before I call a cop
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom before I call a cop

I turned around and got right out, a-runninÂÂÂÂÂ' for my life
And than I took it home with me to give it to my wife
But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, and donÂÂÂÂÂ't come back no more
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom, and donÂÂÂÂÂ't come back no more

I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet
A hobo who was looking for a hand-out on the street
He said heÂÂÂÂÂ'd take most any old thing, he was a desperate man
But when I showed him the boom-boom-boom, he turned around and ran
Oh, when I showed him the boom-boom-boom, he turned around and ran

I wandered on for many years, a victim of my fate
Until one day I came upon St. Peter at the gate
And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go
Get outta here with that boom-boom-boom and take it down below
Oh, get outta here with that boom-boom-boom and take it down below

The moral of this story is if youÂÂÂÂÂ're out on the beach
And you should see a great big box and itÂÂÂÂÂ's within your reach
DonÂÂÂÂÂ't ever stop and open it up, thatÂÂÂÂÂ's my advice to you
‘Cause youÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get rid of the boom-boom-boom, no matter what you do
Oh, youÂÂÂÂÂ'll never get rid of the boom-boom-boom, no matter what you do

(boom-boom-boom = 3 strikes on the drum)
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Writer: PIERRE BAIGORRY, FRANK ALLESSA DELLE, DEMBA WENDT NABE, RUEDIGER KUSSEROW, SEBASTIAN KRAJEWSKI, VINCENT VON SCHLIPPENBACH, SAIAN SUPA CREW, BUTT CARDIFF, ONOSIZO SIBONGISENI NGCALA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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