Tekster: Shel Silverstein. Floobie Doobie Doo.

As I walked down to Bishop Street,
I met a girl with a smile so sweet.
Now she was young and pretty, too.
And on a string, she walked
With a thing called a Floobie Doobie Doo.

Oh, a Floobie Doobie Doo. Now what is that?
It ain't no dog and it ain't no cat.
It's nine feet tall with eyes of blue.
I never seen such a thing
As a thing called a Floobie Doobie Doo.

It had one tooth and five purple toes,
Sixteen elbows and a twelve foot nose.
You'll never see one in the zoo.
I mean a thing like a thing
On a string called a Floobie Doobie Doo .

I told that girl "Lemme take you home . . .
And maybe we can be alone." ( Ha - ha Ha - ha )
She said, "I'd love to go home with you,
But I'd have to bring my thing
On a string called a Floobie Doobie Doo."

Well, I took her home that very night.
We talked a while and I dimmed the light.
She cuddled close and the next thing I knew.
Just as soon as it seen us
In between us jumped the Floobie Doobie Doo!

It stayed all night. It stayed all year.
I never got to hold her near.
I said "Sweet Baby - I wanna cling to you,
But you wanna cling to a thing
On a string called a Floobie Doobie Doo."

Oh, a Floobie Doobie Doo. Now what is that?
It ain't no dog, it ain't no cow and it ain't no cat.
It's nine feet tall with eyes of blue.
You just can't swing with a thing
On a string called a Floobie Doobie Doo.

Well, she cried a cry. She wiped her eye.
She said, "Farewell... so long... goodbye.
For though I love you ...yes I do...
I can't reveal the love that
I feel for the Floobie Doobie Doo!"

I never see her anymore.
She never knocks upon my door.
And every night alone and blue
I sit and I swing about a string on a thing
I mean I sit and I think about a swing on a thing
I mean I sit and I sing about a thing
On a string called a Floobie Doobie Doo!