(D. Johnson)



You'd better check Mr. Popeye

Is your spinach running low?

You'd better check Mr. Popeye

You better buy some mo'

You'd better check that spinach

Olive's in the danger zone



Well, Olive got all bothered, went strolling down the street

She had to meet Popeye at a quarter to three

Out jumped ol' Bluto as bold as can be

And he told poor Olive, "Check your gold with me"



You'd better check Mr. Popeye

Is your spinach nice and green?

You'd better check Mr. Popeye

Cause that Bluto's pretty mean

You'd better check that spinach

Olive's in the danger zone



Well, Olive started yellin' as loud as could be

"Popeye! Popeye! Save poor me!"

Now, I'm repeatin' the words that big Bluto said

"If that little sucker shows up, I'll bust his head"



You'd better check Mr. Popeye

Is your spinach getting stale?

You'd better check Mr. Popeye

Your complexion's kinda pale

You'd better check that spinach

Olive's in the danger zone



Popeye started searchin' doin' his famous moves

Put on his shades and his wide brim hat and got into his groove

He knocked ol' Bluto out, flat on his back

Got away with Olive in a loud green Cadillac



You'd better check Mr. Popeye

Don't let your spinach spoil?

You'd better check Mr. Popeye

Bad Bluto's got your goil

You'd better check that spinach

Olive's in the danger zone



You'd better check Mr. Popeye

Is he getting kinda tan?

You'd better check Mr. Popeye

He wants to get a hot romance

You'd better check that spinach

Olive's in the danger zone

Here comes Popeye

Olive's in the danger zone

There goes Bluto

Olive's in the danger zone

I'm gonna knock your head clean off

Olive's in the danger zone

Olive's in the danger zone

Hit 'em in the eye

Olive's in the danger zone

Bite him on the leg

Olive's in the danger zone

Rip his hair out

Olive's in the danger zone

Olive's in the danger zone

Lord have mercy!



Ron Publishing BMI