Walkie-Talkie Man

Well you're walkin' and a talkin'

And a movin' and a groovin'

And a hippin'

and a hoppin'

And a pickin' and a boppin'

Those bods are being bad

You better take a stand

You gonna wake up that thing in your hand

You're looking all around

There is trouble to be found

Make sure when you find it you get to say it loud

Gotta code three

Need back up

Bring me

My bright pink fluro jacketHe's fat and he don't run too fast

But he's faster than me

Last night at the show we saw him

Going out of his treeWell you're walkin' and a talkin'

You're my walkie talkie man

Well you're walkin' and a talkin'

Go go go goWell you're walkin' and a talkin'

And a freakin' and a yellin'

And a bossin' and a speakin'

And a lookin' and a pointin'

Always tell us what to do

With your high top shoes

And you wave your torch

With your black short shorts

Don't let em get away

Don't think they can play

Nail 'em to the wall

Cause you really need to say

Gotta code three

Need back up

Bring me

My bright pink fluro jacket

Songwriters

CARTER, BRAD/KENNEDY, TYSON/WRENNALL, JARED/ADAMS, JACOBPublished by

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