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{uh-Ooh-Ooh, uh-Ooh-Ooh, uh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh}
{Ooh-Ooh-Ooh, Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh}
{damn that flying squirrel}
{damn that squirrel}
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{Ooh-Ooh-Ooh, Ooh-Ooh-Ooh, Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh}

Squirrel ees always flying; makes me mad
always foils my plans
With friend stupeed moose it always seems...
...They always cause my plots - to fall apart
Seems they're always een my way
I weesh they would stop foiling my schemes
When I sleep at night they're in my dreams
ees sometimes so frus-trat-ing; I throw a tan-trum {Ooh!}

That damn flying squirrel; hee - always annoys
With friend stupeed moose they foil all of my ploys
Always they are dees-rupting my plans
ees making mee very irritable

Make plot weeth Natasha; seems al-right
Seems eet always fail next day
I'm pulling my hair - and then I scream
Damn med-del-ing squirrel's frustrating mee
Nastasha ees nagging mee; my teeth - I'm grit-ting

That damn flying squirrel and - stupeed friend moose
Seems every time that I - always luuse
how come they are always defeeting mee
Now I am een much beeg trouble

Fearless leeder called mee een today
He said, "You fail - get sent away"
I squirm; got notheeng to say
Then say, "I try"; hee wave me 'way
Hee say that eef I fail theese time
If I leeve weell regret my plight
Hee say, "Get out of my sight"
I say, "bye-bye, thees time I do eet right
Thees time I do eet right; you see" {"You see"}

Natasha's yelling at mee as wee fight
"You silly, stupeed clown"
She's calling mee names from "A" to "Z"
I stand there weeth my mouth shut
Temper starts to grow; she is een my face
I say, "You shut up, now, beetch, you see"
Nastasha ees glowering now at mee
"You putz, look at thee poe-seeth-shun wee are een now"

That damn flying squirrel hee always annoys
Always dee-railing all of my ploys
Hole-lee Toe-leedo! Eet seems I am damned!
Ees making mee very irr'table

Theenk I am good spy; but now I sigh
'cause Fearless Leeder may have mee confined
That damn flying squirrel and stupeed friend moose
Always they're keeking on my caboose

That damn flying, squirrel, Ooh!
Damn moose and that squirrel
That damn moose and squirrel
Hokey-smokes - Ooh!
that damn flyng squirrel, Ooh!
damn moose and that squirrel
That damn moose and squirrel
Ees no joke - No!
Damn squirrel that flies
across the skies
my patience trys
and I sit and sigh
..I start to cry
Hate that damn flying squirrel
Ooh, Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh
Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh
Damn!