| 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 |