[ Featuring Adam Tucker ]
[ Originally by Chris Kenner ]
One, two, three, four
You've got to know how to pony
Like Bony Maronie
Do the mashed potato
Do the alligator
Oh, put your hand on your hips
Let your backbone slip
Do the wah tootsie
Like a bottle of loose air
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
(You've left the safety of the band, and now you are alone. How does that feel?)
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
(It's 3 p.m., this is only the beginning)
Killer
So, the first matches have been thrown at Gary Barlow at number one
While Robbie's first album "Life thru a Lens" debuted number eleven
Robbie's fates now rests on a national charm offensive tour
Lock off your daughters, lock off your sons
It's Robbie Williams
You know what I need you to do?
One, two, three, four
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
(A new album rocketing off the charts, ladies and gentlemen, Robbie Williams)
Alright
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
(Please welcome Robbie Williams, ladies and gentlemen)
Na-na-na
(He's an internationally loved star)
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
(His music is amazing)
Na-na-na
I wanna see, goddammit
You've got to know how to pony
Like Bony Maronie
Do the mashed potato
Do the alligator
Oh, put your hand on your hips
Let your backbone slip
Do the wah tootsie
Like a bottle of loose air
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
Dance with me, honey
Like a Long Tall Sally
Twist the wit, loser
Do the wah tootsie
You gotta hold your back
Yeah, like it like that
Do the jerk
Watch me work now
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, louder
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
