"The problem is you don't understand," so stated she
Here's what you must do to take my hand and marry me
The date's approaching, and the answer's plain to see
You just have fifty days to love my beaver

She said he's like a baby to your future bride
I adore each hairy millimeter of his fuzzy hide
And I'll enunciate, just to make it bonafide
I'll give you fifty days to love my beaver
Fifty days to love my beaver

You just nuzzle his nose, Moze
Chuckle his chin, Flynn
You don't need to go nuts, Butz
Just start to believe
Tickle his bum, Chum
Blow his tummy, pah-rum-pum
Just feed him some leaves, Jeeves
Start lovin' that beav

Ooo, give him a hug, Doug
Sing him a song, Wong
You just give him a treat, Pete
You'll start to believe
Play patty-cake, Jake
Take him out to a clambake
Just roll up your sleeve, Treve
Keep workin' that beav

She said my beaver's starting to regard you well
I think maybe he believes you have an inoffensive smell
I said I am overjoyed but I might need, who can tell
Another fifty days...

She said why don't you give my baby beav his bot
And I believe when you burp him you'll adore that furry tot
And then it hit me that my mind was going rapidly to pot
I won't need fifty days to love her beaver
Fifty days to love her beaver

I just give him a bath, Kath
Tuck him in bed, Jed
I don't need to freak out, Scout
Cause now I believe
Oh, I play peek-a-boo, Stu
Make a face and say goo-goo
No need to be peeved, Cleve
Just workin' that beav

Turn off my brain, Jane
Goin' cross-eyed, Clyde
I don't need to think straight, Nate
Just need to believe
Take him to school, Jewel
I'm a slobberin' drool-fool
But no need to grieve, Steve
I'm lovin' that beav