Shimmy shimmy coco pop shimmy shimmy yeah,
my gurl-kaleidoscope dances like it’s jazz
In the shadows of the fire, in the shadows of the room
In the dizzy light her eyes are full she’s laughing tick n boom . . .
A jumper cable saved your ass, a sparkplug makes you move
She will take you outta comfort zone and then she’ll make you choose
Between shimmy shimmy give a damn and shimmy shimmy fuck
But I know you’ll give a damn ’cause she’s a cat with luck . . .
She can die a coupla different ways and always rally hard
She always had an ace on hand, she always hid a card
Now this time she didn’t make it
Shimmy crummy, shimmy fit . . .
She kaleidoscope her life, a thousand types of glass
And all the pieces put together in a bluesy church at Mass
Couldn’t bring her shimmy back
Though her life was back on track . . .
I know that she will be there in the laughter in the Sky
I know that she’s a Mama to her boy & yet I cry
Our bebop chica coco-bop is gone now but we know
Who she was— a kinda sprite– from God to us on loan.