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