Slip Sliding - Imagination Movers

I’m sliding, sliding all around

I’m slipping, slipping on the ground

I’m gliding, make a figure eight

I’m sliding, isn’t this great

We’re slipping and sliding

All over the warehouse now

Well, I’m slipping and a-sliding

With my Scribble Sticks out

One leg goes north

And the other one south

Well I’m sliding side to side

Trying to get those socks

Red, blue, yellow, put 'em in a box

We’re bound for the floor

We’re balanced no more

Trust us 'cause we’ve fallen before

Well my feet are movin' fast

I ain’t gettin' nowhere

I’m like a middle Mover cyclone

Spinning in the air

Try walking, try running

But I still fall flat

Things are scattered

And they’re falling from my hat

Our shoes don’t grip

They go slippy, slippy slide

3−2-1, it’s time to glide

Hey there Scott don’t cha hit that wall

Look out Rich, don’t cha slip and fall

Smitty watch out, there goes the Mouse

Dave you made it slippery in this warehouse, hey

Hey everybody, won’t cha give us a hand

We’re a slipping sliding, super gliding

Rock 'n roll band