Like a fly to doo doo

You need me like a bird needs wings

Or little bunny fufu who needs to bop the field mice

So all the kids can sing



They call me El Jefe

El primo de los matadors

The master of the metaphor,

A chaw chewin' trubador

The one you've come to love and adore,

And I've come to take you away



Take you away

Take you away

Take you away



Take you away

Take you away

Take you away



I'll make you go goo goo

Like a baby that sees candy right before its eyes

I'll kiss your little boo boo

Make it better than it's ever felt before



They call me El Jefe

El primo de los matadors

The master of the metaphor,

A chaw chewin' trubador

The one you've come to love and adore,

And I've come to take you away



I'll take you away now

I'll take you away now



Can you do the two step fleshtone slide?

Well I'll teach you

Can you do the achy breaky eyeball dance?

Well I'll teach you



Can you do the two step fleshtone slide?

Well I'll teach you

Can you do the achy breaky eyeball dance?

Well I'll teach you



They call me El Jefe

The boss and the point man

And I've come to take you away

They call me El Jefe

The boss and the hit man

And I've come to take you away