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I can't wait till you undress
I'm longing for your wilderness
Your Ladyshave is scared of the mess
And I couldn't live with your baldness

You truly are my venus with fur
I wanna be your private voyeur
You don't have hair on your breast
But you've got plenty on all the rest

I wanna see the beaver
So make no sound
I wanna touch the beaver
So stick around
I wanna feed the beaver
Go underground
So let's get down, get out of bounds

On top you're blonde, below you're a redhead
Don't worry babe, it's our little secret
Yeah mother nature made you so perfect
So don't go for a new outfit

And I don't mind if you can't cook
Or if your tail is in my soup
I don't mind if you cut your hair
As long as you don't cut it there

I wanna see the beaver
So make no sound
I wanna touch the beaver
So stick around
I wanna feed the beaver
Go underground
So let's get down, get out of bounds

Who's your favourite at the lake?
It's not the goose, it's not the snake
Who's your favourite in the park
It's not the duck, it's not the shark
Who's your favourite in the zoo?
It's not the worm, it's not the gnu
Who's your favourite in the wood
It's not a man called Robin Hood

Cause it's a beaver!

I wanna see the beaver
So make no sound
I wanna touch the beaver
So stick around
I wanna feed the beaver
Go underground
So let's get down, get out of bounds

Let's get down

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