The Banana House

Steppin' in, darling, a house
They tell me, hold your breath
The walls are painted colors like a discotheque
I'm feelin' like a fool

Lookin' at the art, abstract shapes and colors
It's a work of pure heart
Puppet from the heart
I see a funky masterpiece

A painting of a banana
It's a sight that can't cease
I'm getting lost in the rhythm
The vibrant hues and lines

Feelin' stupid and amazed
It's a funky good time
Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-yeah
I feel so stupid but I can't help but groove

Ooh-wee-ooh-wee-yeah
The banana house has got the funky groove
Ooh-whee-ooh-whoo-whoo-whoo
Funky groove

Walking through the hallway I see a funky masterpiece
A painting of a banana
It's a sight that can't cease
I'm getting lost in the rhythm

The vibrant hues and lines



Credits
Writer(s): Mihail Todorov
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