Lyrics:

I mean I want skoodle do do
Baby want skoodle do do
You hear me talking about skoodle do do
Baby want skoodle do do

Got up this morning
About half past four
Somebody's knocking
On my back door

It must have been my little old sweet mama
She must've wanted skoodle do do with her daddy
She must've wanted skoodle do do

You hear me talking about skoodle do do
Baby want skoodle do do
Some of these mornings
Mama it won't be long
You going to call me baby
And I'll be gone

I know you're gonna miss your loving papa
Baby from skoodle do do somebody else

Your right foot in mama
Your left one out
Your time baby
And move your body about

Get me a picket
Off of my back fence
Whop you on your head
Until you learn some sense