Doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo. What you doing, Huth? Doodling. Can you doodle? Can I doodle? I can't get it out of my noodle. How come? Because I love you. A bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck, and a hug around the neck. Ouch! And a barrel and a heap, barrel and a heap, and I'm talking in my sleep about you. About me? Yes, about you. My heart is leaping, having trouble sleeping. Because I love you. A bushel and a peck, you bet your pretty neck I do. Doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo. Do you like me, Perry? Oh, very. Do you like me, Huth? Like a glutton! So where's your como button? I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck, though you make my heart a wreck, make my heart a wreck, and you make my life a mess, make my life a mess, yes, a mess, a mess, anyway, that's the happiness about you. About me? Yes, about you, you're going to grieve me, if and you'll ever leave me, cause I love you, a bushel and a peck, you bet your pretty neck I do. Doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo. Heh, it's getting kind of quiet around here. Well, we can fix that, Perry Boy! Let's go! I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck, and it beats me all to heck, beats me all to heck, how I'll ever tend a farm, ever tend a farm, when I want to keep my arms about you. About you, the cows and chickens, let them go to the dickens, cause I love you, a bushel and a peck, you bet your pretty neck I do. Doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo... It's getting kind of quite again... Doodle-oo, doodle-oo. An octave lower please. Doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo, doodle-oo. Hehahahahaha! Thanks for watching!