I was strollin' down the sidewalk with my girl by my side
When a great big hunk of fella came and pushed me aside
I said, "Hey, bud, I s'pose you think it's some kinda joke"
The next thing I remember, he was jumpin' on my throat
With my last few breaths, I said, "Hey, bud, can't you see
That you've started bringin' out the yella in me?"
Now, this fella rose above me, and he started to grin
So, I used what little strength I had and stuck one on his chin
He tore off the arm that did it, and he threw it aside
And for a while, I lost the sight in both of my eyes
I didn't have to say a word, my girlfriend could see
That this fella'd started bringin' out the yella in me
Now, I had to show this fella that I couldn't be beat
So, I tried to make a stand there while I still had my feet
But I think I made the wrong move, and his patience wore thin
'Cause it took three surgeons day and night to graft back my skin
About this time, I was shoutin' from the top of a tree
That this fella'd started bringin' out the yella in me
My advice to you, my friend, is that if you ever see
A fella walkin' down the street, and he's six-foot-three
Be sure to try and pass him, walk on down the other side
'Cause if you don't, he'll leave you in a state of suicide
I just didn't listen, and look what happened to me
Now, this fella's finished bringin' out the yella in me