That ore, it's yours you know
You have to get your taffy in the Mine 'n Taffy stores
My mine fields are flourishing underneath the floors
Those mines, they're mine you know
This hat, it's yours you know
But not the fat cat trapped in your baseball cap
This cat was far from fat when it had it's hat mishap
This cat, it's mine you know
A bong's a bong;
A thong's a thong;
A song's a song 'bout eating bears
Those bees, they're unbearable
It's not the berries fault that they bleed out honey bees
The bears still eat the berries even in the taffy trees
Those bears, they're unbeeable
These paws, they're the panda's
They dance across retinas if the sun is simmering
Black and white panda bears dance but never sing,
These songs (sung by pandas), they're silent
A thong's a thong;
A bong's a bong;
A song's a song 'bout eating bears
This thong, it's hers you know
A guitar string splitting up her bouncy ding-a-long
She's got rosy cheeks and gold ore-teeth chomping on your bong;
That bong - it's yours you know
That gold - it's hers you know
Those teeth - they're mine you know;
But I don't eat bears