Davy Skerkowski

Davy Skerkowski was a jolly, happy Pole Though his best Polish was pure jibberish And he wasn't quite that tall Davy Skerkowski wrote a song about his pain And it made him hot until he forgot Then he wrote it down again! There must have been some magic in that warehouse that he found That proved itself beyond a doubt the second time around Oh, Davy Skerkowski was alive as he could be When he waved good-bye, saying don't get high, Not unless you include me Puffity-puff-puff, puffity-puff-puff, look at Davy go Puffity-puff-puff, puffity-puff-puff, running from a crow
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