Huey's back tell your friends they'll like it




Cooey have you heard the word on the streets 8 hours of absurd beats 

Doff hat to old school cool cat rule in the hot seat sat every tune just phat

Over the moon we swoon legends croon only a buffoon lampoon’s the boon


Phew we hiss lost you and didn’t have a scooby doo how to cope without you

Heaven or Evan's sent hell bent to be the main event a magical musical present

Give Chris a kiss knew we’d miss the dope bliss did feed our need for more you


Like the thriller in Manila not a scintilla of filler just another bassline flotilla 

No fraud or clanger all banger the concorde of chords roared in our hangar

Mr Morgan on the soundtrack tiller our melody miller our weekend’s pillar

 
Won’t get too gooey eyes wet a little dewy guys prime time to tell your friends 

Can’t go wrong sound the gong funkier than cartoon loon Hong Kong Fuey 

Every gambit & skit en song ding dong laced with wit from his Sunday pulpit 

Brassy every pundit knows the culprit could only be Huey you’ll like it..stay classy
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