Puv Hooves Mr. Bones: Well, well, well, Mr. Boha---see that man walkin' down the street with them funny feet. Mr. Boha:  Feet? What feet's that you talkin' 'bout? They ain't feet---they's Puv hooves! Mr. Bones: Puv hooves? What's that? Mr. Boha:  You mean you don't know? Then you better set a while and I'll sing you a song about them old Puv hooves. Mr. Bones: Well, all right. See that man walk down the street, Ain't got no legs and he ain't got no feet, He got the Puv hooves, got Puv hooves, Guess he just can't help it if he got them big Puv hooves. Kaw said to the Vvuvver, "tell you what to do, I'll keep my paws to me, you keep your hooves to you, You got the Puv hooves, got them furry old Puv hooves, Guess you just can't help it if you got them furry Puv hooves." Went down to the revival when I was blind, Preacher told me, "son, I know what's on your mind: You got the Puv hooves, got Puv hooves, You just can't help it if you got them big Puv hooves." I told you once and I'll tell you once more, Better get yourself together 'cause your paws is raw, You got Kaw paws, got nothing but Kaw paws When I get finished with you, won't even have no more Kaw paws! Lyrics and Music by Alan Seidler ©1974 by Simian Press, A Div. of Ook Ook Productions, Inc.