Lyrics: Everywhere I go, I see his face I just look down, running away But still find a way Chrous: King! King! King! Noob Dooby, woah! King Nooby Dooby woh-oh-oah! He's there one place another, it feels like my brother. What is this fame? This King Noob guy is the frame, of trending popularity! :repeat chorus: The tip of peak is here, Several years before the near caution mobilities of spoken, child its still very mild, anyways, I begin to repeat King Nooby Dooby, I see him too many times! He's reached trending all across the vending machine posters. What's left to do? Join the fan club, studio? Or continue my daily routine of running away and finding his face on vending machine posters, going even farther, everybody at school talks with him too. Where did it start? I give up. :repeat chorus: King Nooby Dooby!
