I Can’t Snap My Fingers

Male Announcer
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the Sugar Bowl that master of the melody, Mr. Buster Baxter
(applause)
Buster
Thank you, thank you
I can't snap my fingers
It can't be hard to do
Well, I can crack my knuckles
Mom says that's bad for you
I can break a pencil
It kinda has that sound
But I can't snap my fingers
Like the other kids around
I practice every mornin'
On the way to school
For finger snappers laugh at me
Someday I will be cool
I ate a fish called snapper
But it didn't help
How do fish snap anyway?
I mean, they're all wet and slippery and who can even hear it underwater?
Arthur
Here's how you do it, Buster, watch. (snaps) See? Use your thumb and middle finger
Buster
I can't!
Arthur
It's easy. Show him, Pal!

Pal
(barks)
Buster
Ah, even Arthur's dog snaps, and I can't! Well, let me tell ya', folks
I can't snap my fingers
I really wish I could
I should give up practicing
Because I'm just no good
Ugh! (snap) Hey, I did it! I did it!
Arthur
Right here would be a good place for whistling
Buster
(blows) Ah man, I can't whistle. Ah, that's another song. Save it for the next record. Now I'm snappin'. (snaps repeatedly) You heard of snappin' turtles? I'm a snappin' bunny! Woo-hoo!
Arthur
I think you need to work on your rhythm
Buster
(continuing to snap) I don't care! I'm snapping, baby! Take me out slowly, boys