| When you see a gentleman bee around a lady bee buzzing
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| Just count to ten then count again, there’s sure to be an even dozen
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| Multiplication, that’s the name of the game
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| And each generation, they play the same
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| Now there was two butterflies, castin' their eyes both in the same direction
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| You’d never guess that one little «yes» could start a butterfly collection
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| Ah, multiplication, that’s the name of the game
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| And each generation, they play the same
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| Well, let me tell you now
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| I say one and one is five
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| You can call me a silly goat
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| But you take two minks, add two minks
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| Aaahh, you got uh, one mink coat
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| When a girl gets coy in front of a boy
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| After three or four dances
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| Ah, you can just bet she’ll play hard-to-get
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| To multiply her chances
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| Multiplication, that’s the name of the game
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| And each generation, you know they play the same
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| Hear me talkin' to ya!
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| Mother Nature’s a clever girl
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| She relies on habits
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| You take two hares with no cares
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| Mmm, pretty soon you got a room full of rabbits
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| Parakeets, in between tweets
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| Sometimes get too quiet
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| Uh-oh! |
| But have no fear, 'cause soon you’ll hear
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| A parakeets' riot. |
| Just try it!
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| Multiplication, that’s the name of the game
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| And every generation, you know, they play the same
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| Yeah, it’s multiplication, that’s
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| The name of the game
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| And each generation, they play the same
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| They better! |