Hmm Diddle Diddle
Hmmm diddle, where’s I put my fiddle
Fiddlely D, you’r somethin like me
Somethin like me makes me holler
Where r you?
You’r here then you’r there
My foots in the back door waitin
Waitin for you
Turning round and round
dizzy enough to fall to the ground
Laughing so hard
can barely catch your breath
aaaah you say, fresh apple pie.
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