His Name Is Legs Lyrics - George Harrison

Oooh, oooh 

Everything is Dinky Doo 

Everything you do 

You, the king of La-Di-Da 

Pretty very out far 

Never oversits, he understands 

Like the back of the hand 

He should sing in a band, oh yeah 

Oooh, oooh 

People think he's Loopey Loo 

And when they look at his shoes 

He's a rocking sausage roll 

He gets it in the goal 

Healthy little 'brown affair' 

And when he washes his hair 

He'll get a round or a square 

Get them singing 

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Oooh, oooh 

Everyone from Oxford town 

Way down to the Rio Grande 

Knows his harbour quays 

His skin tight hands, without seggs 

His name is Legs 

Oooh, oooh 

Coolies sweating in Hong Kong 

Run along to the Mardi Grass 

Risking asian flu to meet the man 

Who lays the eggs 

His name is Legs 

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He's a cure for whooping cough 

And if the going gets rough 

Get lined up, come Sikh, come Czar 

No matter who you are 

We could get along and slide a rule 

And if you don't play fools 

While Larry plays pool 

You'll hear him singing 

Oooh, oooh 

Oooh, oooh