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You're a little late
So step right this way
And we'll get started
Granny, what? Say it now

Oh, say it now, say it now, ahem
Me and the Ohio Players
Are gonna tell you about a worm
He's the funkiest worm in the world

Alright, sing it, Clarence
Clarence, theres' a worm in the ground
Yes, there is, Granny, that's right
Clarence he's six feet long
Granny, six feet long

Clarence he only comes around
Granny when he wants to get down
But when he comes out of his hole
He sounds something like this

Granny oh, that's funky
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
Alright, sing it again, Clarence
Clarence and through all the land, yeah
Granny, yeah

Clarence he plays in a band
Granny, plays in a band
Clarence plays guitar without any hands

Pretty good, I might add
Granny, yeah
When he grabs his guitar and starts to pluck
Everybody wants to get up and dance

Granny ah, get it baby
Don't, don't, don't
Don't fight the feeling
Don't fight it

Hey, don't stop now honey, get down
I'm his manager, heh, heh
Gonna make a million dollars
I get it all, 'cause he can't spend it

There he goes, goin' back in his hole
Just the same way he came out
Do we get paid for this
I just wanted to make sure, we do, okay
You're a little late   So step right this way   And we'll get started   Granny, what? Say it now      Oh, say it now, say it now, ahem   Me and the Ohio Players   Are gonna tell you about a worm   He's the funkiest worm in the world      Alright, sing it, Clarence   Clarence, theres' a worm in the ground   Yes, there is, Granny, that's right   Clarence he's six feet long   Granny, six feet long      Clarence he only comes around   Granny when he wants to get down   But when he comes out of his hole   He sounds something like this      Granny oh, that's funky   Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky   Alright, sing it again, Clarence   Clarence and through all the land, yeah   Granny, yeah      Clarence he plays in a band   Granny, plays in a band   Clarence plays guitar without any hands      Pretty good, I might add   Granny, yeah   When he grabs his guitar and starts to pluck   Everybody wants to get up and dance      Granny ah, get it baby   Don't, don't, don't   Don't fight the feeling   Don't fight it      Hey, don't stop now honey, get down   I'm his manager, heh, heh   Gonna make a million dollars   I get it all, 'cause he can't spend it      There he goes, goin' back in his hole   Just the same way he came out   Do we get paid for this   I just wanted to make sure, we do, okay