Bare***** Ladies - This Is It Lyrics
There was fresh butter melting on a waffle,Sky so blue that the clouds felt awful,Beavers swimming around their hut,And someone was building a mini putt.La la la la la la la (repeated)There was a river rippled like a chip,We went in for a skinny dip (hey, come on now!)Fish jumping for a flippety flip, oh,What is life? this is it, this is it, this is it, oh, this is it