Song Lyrics by: Michael Sean Perry

Dooley, Dooley the Clown

Up and down always running sound

Two hundred dollars pay me tonight

Or I’ll smack you in the head with the fahkin’ maglight

I went to Cubby’s party and there I got bent

I spent the whole night in mommy’s medicine cabinet

Squeak fahkin’ toot, it’s a giraffe you little shit

Go sit in the corner here’s a light cigarette

Bumps and rails

Which is which?

You got yourself a rail if it’s bigger than your little dick

“Here it’s a giraffe”

Dooley, Dooley the Clown

Up and down always running sound

Two hundred dollars pay me tonight

Or I’ll smack you in the head with the fahkin’ maglight

Cubby’s getting a spanking

When mommy gets back from the store

He saw Dooley scooting mommy across the kitchen floor

Four in the morning, whack it and you’ll sleep

But Cubby’s got to wait till he’s at least thirteen.

Take down my maglight smack a bum for me

Carry on the tradition little Cubby

Tune up your glass and toast to runin’ sound!

I’ll drink you under the table cause I’m Dooley the Clown!

“Eh tu fah”

Dooley, Dooley the Clown

Up and down always running sound

Two hundred dollars pay me tonight

Or I’ll smack you in the head with the fahkin’ maglight

Because I’m Dooley the Clown