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When I was a lad of three-foot-three |
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Certain questions occurred to me, |
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So I asked me father quite seriously |
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To tell me the story 'bout the bird and bee. |
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He stammered and he stuttered pathetically |
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And this is what he said to me. |
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He said, "The woman piaba and the man piaba |
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And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, |
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The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, |
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And the famous grandy scratch scratch. |
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It was clear as mud but it covered the ground |
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And the confusion made the brain go 'round. |
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I went and ask a good friend of mine, |
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Known to the world as Albert Einstein. |
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He said "Son, from the beginning of time and creativity |
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There existed the force of relativity |
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Pi r square and a minus ten means a routine only when |
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The solar system in one light year |
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Make the Hayden planetarium disappear |
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So if Mt Everest doesn't move |
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I am positive that it will prove |
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That the woman piaba and the man piaba |
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And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, |
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The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, |
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And the famous grandy scratch scratch. |
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It was clear as mud but it covered the ground |
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And the confusion made the brain go 'round. |
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I grabbed a boat and went abroad |
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In Baden Baden asked Sigmund Freud |
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He said "Son, from your sad face remove the grouch |
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Put the body down up on the couch |
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I can see from your frustration a neurotic sublimation |
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Hey love and hate is psychosomatic |
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Your Rorsach shows that you're a peri pathetic |
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It all started with a broken sibling |
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In the words of the famous Rudyard Kipling |
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That the woman piaba and the man piaba |
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And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, |
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The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, |
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And the famous grandy scratch scratch. |
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Well I traveled far and I traveled wide |
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And I don't even have me self a bride |
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All the great men upon this earth |
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Have confused me since my birth |
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I've been over land and been over sea |
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Trying to find answer 'bout the bird and bee |
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But now that I am ninety three |
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I don't give a darn you see |
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If the woman piaba and the man piaba |
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And the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass, |
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The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm, |
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And the famous grandy scratch scratch. |
