[This song cycles so that certain verses can be repeated until the singers tire of it.]

I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Won't my Mommy be so proud of me,
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Ooh, he stung me!

I'm squashing up my baby bumblebee,

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Ooh, now its all over my hands!

I'm licking off my baby bumblebee

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Ooh, that made me sick!

I'm throwing up my baby bumblebee

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Ooh, now the floor is all messy!

I'm scraping up my baby bumblebee

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Ooh, he stung me a again!

Variations:

I'm bringing home a baby rattlesnake,
Won't my darling Mommy really shake.

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Ooh, he bit me!

I'm stomping on my baby rattlesnake, etc.

I'm bringing home a baby grizzly bear,
Won't my Mommy beat it out of there.

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[One suggested scenario involves shooing off the bear; having to clean up after the mess (scat) left behind, and finally bring the bear back to clean up after itself.]