You don't think it's true, don't blink; What's cha gonna do when the Duck-mole comes for you;
Somethings gonna get you; somethin' got it's eye on you; Open and shutting mouth What's a beak gonna do; Chew you up and down; Peck you on your sunburn arm; Spit in your eyes; Scratch your thigh; Why, Oh why; It's crawling out you onto your lips; A fever blister bout to bust; It's licking at your eyes; In tears of pain you cry; My, my, my... Why, why, why... what's cha gonna do when the Duck-mole comes for you; You don't think it's true, don't blink; what's cha gonna do when the Duck-mole comes for you; 9/14/82 James Edward Lee & Gary Boyle ©1982 Base on Gary Boyle character and song
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