The Butter Bucket Man and Fandango

to the Tune of The Rubberband Man

Hand me down my bucket

Hand me down that glob of butter

Hurry now and don’t be late

‘Cause we ain’t got time to chat

Butter Bucket Man and Fandango goin’ out

To catch the latest Chihuahua (we mean hound)

Fandango get’s ’round

Guaranteed to blow your mind 

Or at least coat you with butter

Hey y’all prepare yourself for the Butter Bucket Man

You’ll never hear a sound

You’re bound to lose your sense of taste

When Butter Bucket Man starts to jam

Paula Dean gets down

Oh boy, this dude is outta sight literally, 

that butter is slicker than glass

Once I saw them

Like a streak of butter cross the kitchen floor

Tom Cruise’n to the fridge door

Then I saw this off white fluffy thing

Scootin’ like a stick of butter across the floor

Hey, I laughed so hard When Butter Bucket Man fell down

He couldn’t reach the door

Hey y’all prepare yourself for the Butter Bucket Man

You’ll never hear a sound

When Butter Bucket Man and Fandango are ’round

You’re bound to lose your sense of taste

When Butter Bucket Man starts to jam

That bucket is round

Oh boy, this dude is outta sight

Got that butter bucket out

Down to his toes in butter 

And then he wiggled them up 

Even Fandango is yellow

Butter Bucket Man? Why?

Guaranteed to blow your mind

Spewing butter as they roll

Where in the world did he learn to do that Lord, help us not fall in the butter fall out

Hey y’all prepare yourself for the Butter Bucket Man

You’ll never hear a sound

When Butter Bucket Man and Fandango are ’round

You’re bound to lose your sense of taste

When Butter Bucket Man starts to jam

Fandango, put that little thing away

Leave that Chihuahua alone

Butter Bucket Man, 

Butter Bucket Man 

How much butter did you have to buy?

The bees are going to eat you up this summer

And then he got the nerve to wiggle Fandango at me

Went to the fridge

Got that feeling in his knees

More BUTTER!

Once I saw them

Like a streak of butter cross the kitchen floor

Tom Cruise’n to the fridge door

Just move it like the Butter Bucket Man

Butter Bucket Man moving like lightnin’ cross the floor

Just move it like the Butter Bucket Man

Butter Bucket Man don’t step on Fandango

Get it Butter Bucket Man, 

get down low

Published by Chico’s Mom

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