Lyrics

Hello, everyone, this is your action news reporter With all the news that is news across the nation On the scene at the supermarket There seems to have been some disturbance here Pardon me, sir, did you see what happened? Yeah, I did I's just standin' over there by the tomatoes, and here he comes Running through the pole beans Through the fruits and veggies, naked as a jay bird Ethel's over at the jams, jelly's and peckels I hollered over, I said, "Don't look, Ethel!" She dropped the whole jar Heavens, too late, she done been incensed (Here he comes) boogity, boogity (There he goes) boogity, boogity (And he ain't wearin' no clothes) Oh yes, they call him the Streak (Boogity, boogity) Fastest thing on two feet (Boogity, boogity) He's just as proud as he can be of his anatomy He gon' give us a peek Oh yes, they call him the Streak (Boogity, boogity) He likes to show off his physique (Boogity, boogity) If there's an audience to be found, he'll be streakin' around Invitin' public critique Hello, what's again, everyone? Your action news reporter on the scene at the gas station There seems to have been some disturbance here Pardon me, sir, did you see what happened? Yeah, I did I's just in here tryin' to get some air in my tires And he just appeared out of the traffic Come streakin' around the grease rack there Didn't have nothin' on but a smile Ethel was in, gettin' her a cold drink, I hollered, "Don't look, Ethel!" Too late, she done been mooned Flashed her right there in front of the shock absorbers (He ain't crude) boogity, boogity (He ain't lewd) boogity, boogity (He's just in the mood to run in the nude) Oh yes, they call him the Streak (Boogity, boogity) He likes to turn the other cheek (Boogity, boogity) He's always makin' the news Wearin' just his tennis shoes Guess you could call him unique Hello once again, everyone Your action news reporter, in the booth at the gym Covering the disturbance at the basketball play-off Pardon me, sir, did you see what happened? Yeah, I did It was half-time, I's just goin' down there to get Ethel a snow cone Here he comes, right out of the cheap seats Right down the middle of the court, darn, didn't have on nothing but his half top rebounds He was dribbling Made a jump shot and got out through the concessions stands I hollered up at Ethel, I said, "Don't look, Ethel!" Too late, she'd already got a free shot Grandstandin' it right there in front of the home team Oh yes, they call him the Streak (whoa, here he comes again) The fastest thing on two feet (who's that with him?) Ethel, is that you, Ethel? (Boogity, boogity) He's just as proud as he can be (what do you think you're goin'?) Of his anatomy, and he gon' give us a peek (you get your clothes on) Oh, yes, they call him the Streak (Ethel, you shameless hussy) He likes to show off his physique (boogity, boogity) If there's an audience to be found, he'll be streakin' around (Ethel)
Writer(s): Ray Stevens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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