Scatting and a-scatting and a-scotling they dayBe-beem-da-ba-bum-dee-diddly-die-doSkid-a-ba-dee-da-ba-bum-da-doodle-die-dayMy babies!Time for your bath, me little blossoms.Just like a refreshed in April shower.Now to get you good and dry, so's your iron one, Rusk.We don't want no answer.We don't want no answer in our plants, does we?Da-die-die-dee-die-booDie-boo-dee-deeThere now, all ready for your spinach bath.I'll tuck you in nice and cozy.This formula all makes me little sprout, good and stout.Ahhh, now that's what I calls a peaceful, contented nurse-gary.Me babies!A gopher!Nice look.Look at that.Anto reindeer.Eat them.Now, uh, you leaves me spinach cologne, young fella.Yo!Comes back with me spinach!Oh my gosh!It's heading for me spinach patch!No, you don't.This'll flush him out.That's all I can stands.I can't stands no more.....Oh, pardon me.Say your prayers.I haven't got the heart to pull the trigger.I guess I'm just an old softy.Oh, I'm sorry.Oh, I'm sorry.Wow, blow me down.Oh, I'm sorry.Oh, I'm sorry.Oh, I'm sorry.Oh, I'm sorry.Oh, I'm so sorry.
