Everybody was dumpster diving
Gotta be fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit frightning
Fleeing the scene with a prize in hiding
Man I love it when we're dumpster diving!
They were funky peacock mats from funky junk town
They were scrapping them up and they were scrapping them down
They were scrapping them up and they were scrapping them down
It's the latest craze that some may call an art,
Like a Treasure Hunt at the local D-Mart.
Everybody was dumpster diving
Gotta be fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit frightning
Fleeing the scene with a prize in hiding
But acting like it's just joy riding!
From rubbish to riches, the quintessential image
Rescuing a bed from almost certain oblivion
You can call me the recycling champion!
Everybody was dumpster diving
Gotta be fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit frightning
Fleeing the scene with a prize in hiding
But acting like it's just joy riding!
Man I love it when we're dumpster diving!
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