Lyrics:

Super-sensation, cuddle ration
Talking out around
It came out of the blue race

Throw some out and fish the brat
And dry his face it's great
And get him
Out of the blue race

He's finally delivering the paper
It's in the puzzle
You can fill it out now

You're tripping me down
Now baby
You're tripping me down
Now baby

You're tripping me down
Now baby
You're tripping me down
Now baby