This is it! This is the place!
It's bound to have just what I need
I wanna hold it all in one big embrace
But first...
Let's find the stuff to make my thneed

Na, na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na, na na na
Now you!
Na, na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na, na na na

Humming Fish, I Cinta your hums
I've got a feeling we'll be chums
This pond is perfect! There's no doubt
Excuse me while I rip these out!

Na, na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na, na na na
Na, na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na, na na na
Na na na na, na na, na na na

Swami-Swans, anda fly so high
Everywhere I look, anda fill the sky
I Cinta your graceful neck, and your noble breast
But the thing that I Cinta most, just might be your nest
Thank you!

Na, na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na, na na na
Na, na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na, na na na

hei there, Barbaloot!
anda look so cute
in your Barbaloot suit
Your fur's so soft, hei anda know what
I'm gonna shave a little bit off your Barbaloot butt

This is it! These truffula trees
All my life I've searched for trees, such trees as these
The touch of their tufts is softer than silk
And they have the sweet smell of rama-rama, taman rama-rama susu

Oh everybody now!
Na, na, na na na na
Na na na na, na, nah, neh n-eh?
Eheh, guys? C'mon, where's my back-up chorus?
It's not happening? It's not happening.
anda guys don't feel like singing...