When the little bluebird
Who has never said a word
Starts to sing spring, spring
When the little bluebell
In the bottom of the dell
Starts to ring, ding, ding
When the little blue clerk
In the middle of his work
Starts a tune to the Moon up above
It is nature that's all
Simply telling us to fall in love
And that's why
Birds do it, bees do it
Even educated fleas do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
In Spain, the best upper sets do it
Even all the New York Mets do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
The Dutch in old Amsterdam do it
Not to mention those fins
Folks in Siam do it
Just think of Siamese twins
Some Argentines, without means, do it
People say in Boston, even beans do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
Romantic sponges, they say, do it
Oysters down in oyster bay do it
So let's do it, let's fall in love
Cold Cape Cod clams, 'gainst their wish, do it
Even gooey jellyfish do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
Electric eels, I might add, do it
Though it shocks 'em I know, oh!
And why ask if shad do it
Hey waiter, bring me shad roe
In shallow shoals, English soles do it
Goldfish in the privacy of bowls do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
(Oh come on, let's fall in love)
(We'd love to!)
(Well?)
(No can do!)
(Why?)
(Our wives wouldn't like it!)
(Oh)
