Loopty-Loop Oh I was born one night one morn When the whistle went toot toot (toot toot) You can bake a cake or fry a snake When the mud pies are in bloom Does six and six make nine? Does ice grow on a vine Was old man Joe and Eskimo In the good ol’ summertime? If Easter eggs don’t wash their legs Their children will have ducks. I’d rather buy a lemon pie For forty-seven bucks. I cannot tell a lie, I hocked an apple pie. It’s in a tree, beneath the sea Above the deep blue sky. Oh Loopty-Loop in the noodle soup Just give your socks a shine. I’m guilty, judge, I stole the fudge Three cheers for Old Langseign. (Rah Rah Rah) Way down in Barcelonia, I jumped into the foamia Now this is all bologna Pataruskie blow your horn! (Toot Toot)