We got the frog feet. He’s got our bass beat. Yeah, we got the frog feet. He’s got all the beats.

You think you’ve seen guys play the drums. They got nothin’ on the way he hums. His legs are movin’ and his hands are too. You think he’s somethin’, he’s real cool.

We got the frog feet. He’s got the bass beat. Yeah, we got the frog feet. He’s got all the beats.

He wakes in the mornin’, instruments in his bed, alarm goes off, he’s hittin’ ‘em on his head. Cat hangs out and watches him jam. Knows he can be quite the ham.

We got the frog feet. He’s got our bass beat. Yeah, we got the frog feet. He’s got all the beats. [Solo]

We got the frog feet. He’s got our bass beat. Yeah, we got the frog feet. He’s got all the beats.

Potatoes are his favorite food; puts him in the perfect mood. Robert said, “Put the drum under the chair, ‘cause it might sound pretty good under there.” We got the frog feet. He’s got our bass beat. Yeah, we got the frog feet. He’s got all the beats.

 

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