Uncle Phil - Hoop-Bip-De-Bop

Temperature's rising and it ain't gonna stop
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
Mercury's climbing right up to the top
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
It's getting so high that my ears are gonna pop
Sold out all the cones in the ice cream shop
I said Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop

Went to see my baby but she wasn't at home
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
Couldn't get an answer on the telephone
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
Playing solitaire, sitting here all alone
I'm her dog, she won't throw me a bone
I said Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop

Fat cat sitting in a great big car
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
Sucking and chomping on a fat cigar
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
Heard me playing on my guitar
He said 'Son, let me hear your repertoire'
I said Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop

I climbed up a tree just to get a better view
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
I looked left, I looked right, I couldn't see nothing new
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
I got excited when I spotted you
Shook so hard the branch broke in two
I said Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop

Let's you and me get married in spring
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
You know I love you more than anything
Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop
You're my queen, let me be your king
Got no ring, just a piece of string
She said Hoop-Bip-De-Bop, Hoop-Bip-De-Bop

Written by:
Philip Gray

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