I'm standing with you on your roof
Looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
Some pigeons flying by
The traffic on Canal Street's so noisy
It's a shock
And someone's shooting fireworks or a gun
On the next block
An-an-and, I wanna Hooky Wooky with you
I wanna Hooky Wooky with you
The traffic's so noisy it's a shock
Sounds like fireworks or a gun on the next block
Ah, Hooky Wooky with you
Your ex-lover Satchel is here from France
Yet another ex
They gather about you like a Mother Superior
All of you still friends, but -
None of my old flames ever talk to me when things
End for me they end
They take your pants, your money, your name
But the song still remains
An-an-and, I wanna Hooky Wooky with you
Ah-ha-ha-ha, I wanna Hooky Wooky with you
Then they take your pants, your money, your name
But the song still remains, sayin' -
I wanna Hooky Wooky with you