| Wynona’s got herself a big brown beaver
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| And she shows it off to all her friends
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| One day, you know, that beaver tried to leave her
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| So she caged him up with cyclone fence
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| Along came Lou with the old baboon
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| And said, «Recognize that smell?
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| Smells like seven layers
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| That beaver eats Taco Bell.»
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| Now Rex, he was a Texan out of New Orleans
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| And he traveled with the carnival shows
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| He ran bumper cars, sucked cheap cigars
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| And he candied up his nose.
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| He got wind of the big brown beaver
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| So he though he’d take himself a peek
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| But the beaver was quick
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| And grabbed him by the kiwis
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| Now he ain’t pissed for a week
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| (And a half!)
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| Now Wynona took her big brown beaver
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| And she stuck him up in the air
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| Said, «I sure do love this big brown beaver
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| And I wish I did have a pair.»
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| Now the beaver once slept for seven days
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| And it gave us all an awful fright
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| So I tickled his chin, and I gave him a pinch
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| And the bastard tried to bite
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| Wynona loved her big brown beaver
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| And she stroked him all the time
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| She pricked her finger one day, and it occurred to her
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| She might have a porcupine |