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a guy whose name was probably Joe
figured out a way that he could make some dough
and he drilled to look for oil
and the ground began to boil
overheated overrated
syncopated silver-plated
cant you tell what Im saying baby
Ive got the COVID-19 blues
my arms arent long enough to reach you
cuz youre always more than 6 feet away
Joey got so rich he became a tycoon
so rich he bought himself a coat of raccoon
spent so much money feeding his coat
he couldnt afford the water bill for his moat
radiator ventilator
Joe could eat anything he wanted to
erasers or bananas, chicken, even tacos too
but he couldnt cook up anything he always bought his food
palm trees or yogurt, whatever fit his mood
disinfectant insurrectant
hows your aunt been? dont eat ant spray
he went out to a restaurant and tried to get a table
maybe he was gonna eat it you know ol Joe was able
the place was closed and all the other places too
and Joe said what the heck am I supposed to do?
delivery discovery
recovery uncovery
Now Joe is doing okay back at home with his coat
Looking out the window at the cracks in his moat
The coats a little hungry but the racoons are still okay
They get Joes leftovers and Joey eats his tray
fried potatoes fried tomatoes
everybody wash your hands and dont forget your toes
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