Lyrics:

Hey hey hey, there's just DJ, an engineer,
Make no sense,
Why, that's all there is,
Oh why?

Claws defer, shoeshine boy, in the radio booth,
Get shoe shined, hey hey hey, while you're there, spooky tooth?

Well if you're in there too,
That's not hard to do,
That's not hard to do,
That's not hard to do,
That's not hard to,
Day by day, there's no hay,
Shinin' shoes the old way.
Polish made of oily stud pie,

But with a shoeshine girl, in a shoe shinin' kit,
Can't you shine, bigger man, while you're watchin' some tit?

Well if he gets a chance,
Guy might shine your pants,
Guy will shine your pants,
He will shine your pants,
Guy might shine your,

Pants above the knee are knickers,
Many worn by football kickers.
Accompanied by pairs of sneakers,
N'er come any standpoint of the shoeshine boy.