Yakko: The sense of sight Is what guides us right When we go out on walks. Wakko: The sense of smell's The way you tell That you need to change your socks. Dot : The sense of touch Is what hurts so much When you bang your toe on the bed. Yakko: The sense of hearing is something good 'Cause if a tree falls in the wood Would there be a sound? You bet there would If it landed on top of your head YW+D : Your head If a tree lands on top of your head!
Wakko: The sense of taste Affects your waist Yakko: Which makes five senses in all. Dot : There's a sixth sense, too, but it's hard to explain It's a psychic connection inside of your brain So you can understand people like Shirley MacLaine Yakko: Who wear crystals they bought in the mall YW+D : The mall Who wear crystals they bought in the mall!
Yakko: And now the other senses!
Dot : There are scents you can smell Like cologne from Chanel Or the scents of expensive perfume. Yakko: There are scents of flowers We hope overpowers The kitty box next to your room. Phew! Wakko: There's a sense of pride You have deep down inside Yakko: When you practice a sense of fair play. Dot : There are dollars and cents that you pay at a toll Yakko: Or the census man who is taking a poll Wakko: And a sense of confusion; we're out of control YW+D : And they really should take us away Away They really should take us away!
Dot : There's a sense of humor A sense of doom, or A sense of awe, sense of timing. Yakko: The sense of a word A sense of absurd Like trying to do all this rhyming! Dot : There's incense Wakko: And horse sense Yakko: And common sense, it's true. Dot : Sense of wonder, sense of beauty Wakko: Sense of honor, sense of duty Yakko: A sense of doubt, a sense of danger Dot : A sense of fear, when you meet a stranger Wakko: A sense of style, a sense of worth Yakko: A sense of direction for knowing the earth YW+D : A sense of dread as we're singing this song That it's starting to turn out completely all wrong And it's time that we end it because it's too long 'Cause it just doesn't make any sense Nonsense This song doesn't make any sense!
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Copy to Clipboard: Yakko: The sense of sight Is what guides us right When we go out on walks. Wakko: The sense of smell's The way you tell That you need to change your socks. Dot : The sense of touch Is what hurts so much When you bang your toe on the bed. Yakko: The sense of hearing is something good 'Cause if a tree falls in the wood Would there be a sound? You bet there would If it landed on top of your head YW+D : Your head If a tree lands on top of your head!
Wakko: The sense of taste Affects your waist Yakko: Which makes five senses in all. Dot : There's a sixth sense, too, but it's hard to explain It's a psychic connection inside of your brain So you can understand people like Shirley MacLaine Yakko: Who wear crystals they bought in the mall YW+D : The mall Who wear crystals they bought in the mall!
Yakko: And now the other senses!
Dot : There are scents you can smell Like cologne from Chanel Or the scents of expensive perfume. Yakko: There are scents of flowers We hope overpowers The kitty box next to your room. Phew! Wakko: There's a sense of pride You have deep down inside Yakko: When you practice a sense of fair play. Dot : There are dollars and cents that you pay at a toll Yakko: Or the census man who is taking a poll Wakko: And a sense of confusion; we're out of control YW+D : And they really should take us away Away They really should take us away!
Dot : There's a sense of humor A sense of doom, or A sense of awe, sense of timing. Yakko: The sense of a word A sense of absurd Like trying to do all this rhyming! Dot : There's incense Wakko: And horse sense Yakko: And common sense, it's true. Dot : Sense of wonder, sense of beauty Wakko: Sense of honor, sense of duty Yakko: A sense of doubt, a sense of danger Dot : A sense of fear, when you meet a stranger Wakko: A sense of style, a sense of worth Yakko: A sense of direction for knowing the earth YW+D : A sense of dread as we're singing this song That it's starting to turn out completely all wrong And it's time that we end it because it's too long 'Cause it just doesn't make any sense Nonsense This song doesn't make any sense!
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