Let me tell a little story 'bout the people I know

They never hurry, never worry, got the ego to show

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Who got Calloway? (Who got Calloway?)

Steeple kreepin' people make a different kind of ruckus

Thinking it good, or thinking it bad, I think they're never gonna knock us

Call a cab to call away to kill a color coded cat

Academy a combination of the comically bad

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Who got Calloway? (Who got Calloway?)

Hark child don't go solo, prepare your bag of tricks

It'll be another day or two until the rain falls down

On your whiskers, making you wish that you were with us

Keep your wishes to yourself and Calloway will play you out

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Who got Calloway? (Who got Calloway?)

The many faces that I'm trying to forget are cutting corners

Cutting it close, opening doors, and asking those

Who got Calloway? (Who got Calloway?)

Who got Calloway? (Who got Calloway?)

Who got Calloway? (Who got Calloway?)

Who got Calloway? (Who got Calloway?)