The Boogaloo is hungry for thou,
with stealing eyes of flame,
thou wont want to learn its name.
Living in the foogly woods,
there in the middle he stood.
Born from Buzzpin flies,
you will be blind from one look in its eyes.
Scrailing screams, biggest roar,
you might as well just come and stay,
because the Boogaloo is on its way.
So come here child and have some tea,
and the Boogaloo will bring a treat,
but in return he will have your…MEAT!