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Like a fly to doo doo You need me like a bird needs wings Or little bunny fufu who needs to bop the field mice So all the kids can sing They call me El Jefe El primo de los matadors The master of the metaphor, A chaw chewin' troubadour The one you've come to love and adore, And I've come to take you away Take you away Take you away Take you away Take you away Take you away Take you away I'll make you go goo goo Like a baby that sees candy right before its eyes I'll kiss your little boo boo Make it better than it's ever felt before They call me El Jefe Letras de cancionesEl primo de los matadors The master of the metaphor, A chaw chewin' troubadour The one you've come to love and adore, And I've come to take you away I'll take you away now I'll take you away now Can you do the two step fleshtone slide? Well I'll teach you Can you do the achy breaky eyeball dance? Well I'll teach you Can you do the two step fleshtone slide? Well I'll teach you Can you do the achy breaky eyeball dance? Well I'll teach you They call me El Jefe The boss and the point man And I've come to take you away They call me El Jefe The boss and the hit man And I've come to take you away From Letras Mania