Lyrics:

Chorus:
I love my uncle Jonathan, he drives a big red truck
What other people throw away, my Uncle Jon picks up
So every Thursday after school we roam the neighborhood
We pick up all kinds of things Uncle Jon says - "Still looks good!"

Like glass bottles. Toot toot!

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Like tin cans. Clang clang clang!
Like glass bottles. Toot toot!

Repeat Chorus

Like plastic pails. Boom baba boom!
Like tin cans. Clang clang clang!
Like glass bottles. Toot toot!

Repeat Chorus

Like newspaper. Shaka shaka shaka!
Like plastic pails. Boom baba boom!
Like tin cans. Clang clang clang!
Like glass bottles. Toot toot!

Repeat Chorus

Hey, I'm called Jonathan. What are we gonna do with all this stuff?
Oh, we'll recycle it! Except that wooden chair...
I'm tired. I need to sit down.

I love my Uncle Jonathan, he drives a big red truck.