| Oh sweet Ms. Bumblebee
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| Why you lying on the street
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| When you could beat your wings
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| To my bizzy beat
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| Buzzin by honey pie
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| Your fuzzy fur is in my eye
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| MALOKE:
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| Oh sweet missus bumblebee
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| My name is malock will you talk with me
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| It gets lonely in the B.O.G
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| All full of frogs and no variety
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| Yer silky black stripes they vex me
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| Sting my snout watch it swell with ecstasy
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| Drink my nectar, make your whistle wet
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| 2x PIT:
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| Oh sweet ms. |
| Bumblebee
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| You might have fallen into a puddle from a tree
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| You be shakin it (down) all around
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| Wanna get you right ah for (dissound)
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| Don’t you move dat ass get yourself hot again
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| Want to see you bouncing in de big lane fame puck ya
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| Want ya spinnin all alive
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| Adrenalin superdrive a this dive (?)
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| Snuggles:
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| It was the late summer season
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| Semi warm and blue breezin'
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| The whole city buzzing with butterflies
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| And bees so i go stretch my ears and walk down the street
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| And there she lies a tiny bumble bee
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| With the firey eyes of fire flies and passionees
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| I bend down to give her a drop of my ration
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| Thanks honey, she says, sweetie are you a bunny?
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| I go yes snuggles the name — I fly by airborne
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| I get all the ladies high but then I see
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| The poor misses got a broken wing and a broken knee
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| So i go this can’t be true, the crippled thing
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| Needs some of my creature juice
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| Come and get it… this is for you
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| MALOKE:
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| This is for me sweet missus bumblebee
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| They call me mister so peep the mystery
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| We can take a trip into the hive take a drive
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| Down the honeycomb coast, we’ve arrived
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| Scratch and sniff, catch a whiff
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| So passionate is how i imagine it
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| So to be or not to be
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| None of yer beeswax, don’t kill my buzz
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| Ryno:
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| Oh snuggles you gave dat bee a helping hand
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| And oh dear dat really was a stand
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| For da frogs to learn from and listen
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| Swallin' music like honey don’t miss 'em
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| Bumblebee dance square architecture
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| Flavour of insectuis lecture
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| Yes a tecture hard to understand a crist
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| With stripes hypnotic up your ass oh sweet cripes |