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