Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ah. That's the Woody Woodpecker song. Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ah. He's a peckin' it all day long. He pecks a few holes in a tree to see, if a redwoods really red, and it's nothing to him on the tiniest whim to peck a few holes in you head. Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ah. That's the Woody Woodpecker tune. Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ah. Make the other woodpeckers swoon. Tho' it doesn't make sense to the dull and the dense, all the lady woodpeckers long for, Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ah. That's the Woody Woodpecker song.