Thing song lyrics 
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The Thing Artist: Phil Harris Words and Music by Charles R. Grean 
While I was walkin' down the beach one bright and sunny day I saw a great big wooden box a-floatin' in the bay I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise Oh, I discovered a ! ! !, right before my eyes Oh, I discovered a ! ! !, right before my eyes 
I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king I took it to a guy I knew who'd buy most anything But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop "Oh, get out of here with that ! ! !, before I call a cop" Oh, get out of here with that ! ! !, before I call a cop 
I turned around and got right out, a-runnin' for my life And then I took it home with me to give it to my wife But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door "Oh, get out of here with that ! ! !, and don't come back no more" Oh get out of here with that ! ! !, and don't come back no more 
(brief instrumental interlude) 
I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet A hobo who was lookin' for a handout on the street He said he'd take most any old thing, he was a desperate man But when I showed him the ! ! !, he turned around and ran Oh, when I showed him the ! ! !, he turned around and ran 
I wandered on for many years a victim of my fate Until one day I came upon St. Peter at the gate And when I tried to take it inside he told me where to go Get out of here with that ! ! !, and take it down below Oh get out of here with that ! ! !, and take it down below 
The moral of this story is: if you're out on the beach And you should see a great big box, and it's within your reach Don't ever stop and open it up, that's my advice to you 'cause you'll never get rid of the ! ! !, no matter what you do Oh you'll never get rid of the ! ! !, no matter what you do