Freddie's got the dirt on

Everybody on the street

Don't know how he does it

But it isn't too discreet

Everybody says

It always winds up being true

He's got somethin' on everyone

Maybe even you!



Freddie know-oh yeah

Freddie goes-"Oh yeah,

I got the 411 in my head!"

That's what Freddie said



One night Freddie's goin' home

He's had a long, long day

When he see big Eddie

Runnin' out the alleyway

Freddie looks at the shadow

Of a body with a shrug

There's Slapsie layin' deader

Then an ugly fire plug



Freddie know-oh yeah

Freddie goes-"Oh yeah!"

I'll get the 411 to the feds!"

That's what Freddie said



[Talk:]

Personally i don't think that

Was such a wise move on freddie's part

If you see what i'm sayin'



Freddie now has the biggest news

He's ever had

But Eddie knows that Freddie knows

And man, you knows, thats's bad!

'cause next night

Freddie's walking home

Just like he did before

Badda-boom! badda-bang!

Badda-bing!

He won't be blabbin' anymore!



See Eddie said-"oh yeah!

Freddie's dead!-oh yeah

No more the 411 in his head

That's 'cause Freddie's dead



Now you know the skinny

All about the scuttlebutt

And the moral of this story is

To keep your big mouth shutt!



Cause Freddie said-"oh yeah!"

Now Freddie's dead!-oh yeah

I'll keep the 411 in my head!"

That's what Freddie should'a said