Hampster Dance Ringtones

Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Yee ha! Here we go Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou That's it Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou That's always doing All right, everybody now here we go It's a brand new version of the do see do Just stomp you feet and clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Bounce in time, to the beat Hey, you don't even have to move your feet Just shake your thing, let me see you move Now spin around and feel the groove Yee ha! let's try it Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou You're catching on Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Yee ha! terrific Come on everybody, clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Come on everybody, cla-clap your hands Come on everybody, it's the hamsterdance Here comes the music yee ha! Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Dibidi ba didi dou dou Di ba didi dou Didi didldildidldidil houdihoudi dey dou Ha ha ha ha ha

Oh, oh, oh, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la 'Tis the season to be jolly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Don we now our gay apparel Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Troll the ancient yule-tide carol Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la See the blazing yule before us Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Strike the harp and join the chorus Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Follow me in merry measure Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la While I tell of yule-tide treasure Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la Fast away the old year passes Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Hail the new year, lads and lasses Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Sing we joyous, all together Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la Heedless of the wind and weather Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Well life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack Early to rise, early in the sack Thank God I'm a country boy A simple kinda life never did me no harm A raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low Thank God I'm a country boy I'd play Sally Goodin' all day if I could But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good So I fiddle when I can, and work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds and jewels I never was one of them money hungry fools I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools Thank God I'm a country boy Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black Limousine A lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen Now folks, let me tell you now exactly what I mean Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died He took me by the hand, held me close to his side He said, "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride" Thank God I'm a country boy My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle He taught me how to love and how to give just a little Thank God I'm a country boy Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy Thank God I'm a country boy