Here come old flattop, he come grooving up slowly

He got joo-joo eyeball, he one holy roller

He got hair down to his knee

Got to be a joker he just do what he please

He wear no shoeshine, he got toe-jam football

He got monkey finger, he shoot coca-cola

He say "I know you, you know me"

One thing I can tell you is you got to be free

Come together right now over me He bag production

E got walrus gumboot He got Ono sideboard

He one spinal cracker He got feet down below his knee

Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease

Come together right now over me

Come together Come together Come together Come together