This song focuses on building the fluency and originality of children’s associations. It uses nonsense rhymes and weird associations as imaginative play. The song also challenges children to master the rapid-fire “clanging” associations of the song. Some of you may remember the delight you took as a child being able to recite, “supercalifragilisticexpialidocious” from the Mary Poppins movie. Likewise, children will have fun learning the song “chunked” in smaller and slower pieces. Another fun feature of the song is that two people joining together to mix their imaginative creations for even more fun. It’s a silly song that builds serious skills of associational fluency and originality.

Song Lyrics:  The Wicky Wacky Song
Guess what I made up in my mind?
What?

There is some wicky wacky ticky tacky
On a nicky nacky
In the middle of a slicky slacky floor
A toothless timid alligator
Chewing on a ripe tomater
With her tail suck in the elevator door

A whiney little purple critter
Crying to her baby sitter
‘Cause she wouldn’t go
And get her more of the
Wicky wacky ticky tacky on a nicky nacky
In the middle of a slicky slacky floor

Guess what I made up in my mind?
What?

There is a willy nilly super silly
Swervy curvy hyper hilly
Roller coaster highway in the sky
Bees and bugs and beetles
Riding skiis and rugs and dweedles trying
To get a peachy piece of
My Aunt Milly’s pie

Rowers rowing, flowers growing,
“Anyone know where we’re going?”
Hair is blowing as it rushes by on the
Willy nilly super silly
Swervy curvy hyper hilly
Roller coaster highway in the sky

Hey, what if we take what I made up in my mind …
… and put it together with what I made in my mind!?
Cool!

There is some wicky wacky ticky tacky
Willy nilly super silly
On a nicky nacky, swervy curvy
Hyper hilly roller coaster
In the middle of a slicky slacky floor

Bees and bugs and beetles
Ride a toothless timid alligator
Chewing on skis, rugs and dweedles
With her peachy tail stuck
In a ripe tomater piece
Of Milly’s elevator pie

Whiney rowers rowing, flowers growing
Little purple critters crying,
Babysitters knowing
Where we’re going as the hair is blowing
You and I are rushing by
To get some more

Of the wicky wacky ticky tacky
Willy nilly super silly
On a nicky nacky swervy curvy
Hyper hilly roller coaster
In the middle of a slicky slacky floor