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King Ink strolls into town he sniffs around King Ink kicks off his stink-boot sand and soot and dust and dirt and he's much bigger than you think King Ink King Ink, wake up, get up Wake up, up, up, up, up, up A bug crawls up the wall King Ink feels like a bug and he hates his rotten shell Cha-cha-{10 cha's) King Ink, get up, go forth wake up-what's in that room wake up- what's in that house? Express thyself say something loudly AAAAHHHH! What's in that room? Sand and soot and dust and dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt King Ink feels like a bug swimming in a soup-bowl Oh yer! Yer! What a wonderful life Fats Domino on the radio From Letras Mania