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
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Man Piaba
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Harry Belafonte |