LJ: Sister Kate told Mr. Neal, you can't ride in my automobile, LJ: Unless you wipe it off. CW: I'm wipin' it off. LJ: Ah, wipe it off. CW: Ah, doot dee doe. LJ: 'Cause I keeps it shiny, you got to wipe it off. CW: Wipe it off. LJ: Take your hands off my jelly roll, they been out in the cold. LJ: Now you wipe 'em off. CW: Wipe' it off. LJ: Ah, wipe them off. CW: I'm wipin' it off. LJ: Your hands are full of coal dust, you got to wipe them off. CW: You got to wipe them off. LJ: Mr. Barber, don't be no fool, you can't use that same old tool, LJ: Unless you wipe it off. CW: Ah, wipe it off. LJ: Ah, wipe it off. CW: I'm wipin' it off. LJ: They old and rusty, you better wipe them off. CW: You better wipe it off. LJ: Sister Kate told little brother Bud, you done dropped your baseball in the mud, LJ: Now you got to wipe it off. CW: I'm wipin' it off. LJ: Ah, you better wipe it off. CW: I'm wipin' it off, papa. LJ: I love to play with your baseball, you better wipe it off. CW: You got to wipe it off.