I can play the boogey woogey
When I pick up the harmonica
I am a completely different person
I can create melodies
That can convert people
Through feeding their ears
With the boogey woogey
A child will smile
And wonder what that sound is
It is not as if Barney plays the harmonica
During his time on TV
Some people just wonder
Why I would play such a wretched thing
Their pop artists wouldn't think of playing that
Some people embrace it and listen for short while
Because I can play the boogey woogey
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