[Enter Sesame Street Count, dressed in standard costume plus heavy gold chain necklaces. Strikes a pose.]
I'm the Count, showing up discrete and discreet
Play the numbers old school, cause I come from the 'Street.
from my one eye glass to my two feet on the floor.
If I give you till Three, better run for the door.
I'm better than live, 'cause I kick it Undead
You mess with the Count, you get a bat to the head.
My 'hood is my castle and I know every block.
Got my rhythm and my music on the keyboard I rock
I got Continental style, savoir-faire you can see
Ain't no discount, ain't no recount, no accounting for me.
All my ladies are Tens, 'cause they're looking so fine.
I always get their digits and they always want mine.
Keep it right and tight, in the dark of the night
Bring the lightning and the thunder make em feel alright.