Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Heading down a long, long road upon my roller skates
Headin' where the sun don't stop to shine
You can call me Roscoe 'cause another name I hate
In the middle of all that trouble again.
I always stop and smile at all the pretty ladies
And they all like to stop and smile right back at me.
But you can bet your bottom dollar
I will end up in a mess
Fighting this some one who bothered me
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Sittin' in a burger bar just keepin' to myself
Eatin' quarter pounders is my game
You can call me Doug but don't annoy me or you'll be
In the middle of all that trouble again.
When just about to eat my 19th quarter-pounder
This crazy guy on roller skates kicked up a fuss
He started fooling with his voice
And we all endet in a mess
Fighting this one who bothered Us
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Headin' down a long, long road beneath the pouring rain
Hoping that the sun comes out to shine
Just look out for Doug and Roscoe driving you insane
In the middle of all that trouble again
We always stop and smile at all the pretty ladies
And they all like to stop and smile and make a fuss.
But you can bet your bottom dollar
We will end up in a mess
Fighting this one who bothered us.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round.
Round, round, runnin' round