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Winnie the Pooh Songs & Others |
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WINNIE-THE-POOH |
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Deep in the Hundred-Acre Wood Where Christopher Robin plays You'll find the enchanted neighborhood Of Christopher's childhood days A donkey named Eeyore is his friend And Kanga and little Roo There's Rabbit and Piglet and there's Owl But most of all Winnie the Pooh
Winnie the Pooh, Winnie the Pooh Tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff He's Winnie the Pooh, Winnie the Pooh Willy nilly silly ole bear...
Winnie the Pooh, Winnie the Pooh Tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff He's Winnie the Pooh, Winnie the Pooh Willy nilly silly ole bear.... |
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Little Black Rain cloud |
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I'm just a little black rain cloud Hovering under the honey tree I'm only a little black rain cloud Pay no attention to little me Ev'ryone knows that a rain cloud Never eats honey, no, not a nip I'm just floating around over the ground Wondering where I will drip....
Oh, ev'ryone knows that a rain cloud Never eats honey, no, not a nip I'm just floating around over the ground Wondering where I will drip..... |
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The Wonderful Thing About Tiggers |
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The wonderful thing about Tiggers Is Tiggers are wonderful things Their tops are made out of rubber Their bottoms are made out of springs They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers Is I'm the only one
The wonderful thing about Tiggers Is Tiggers are wonderful chaps They're loaded with vim and with vigor They love to leap in your laps They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy pouncy Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers Is I'm the only one
Tiggers are wonderful fellahs Tiggers are awfully sweet Everyone elses is jealous And thats why I repeat The wonderful thing about Tiggers Is Tiggers are wonderful things Their tops are made out of rubber Their bottoms are made out of springs They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers Is I'm the only one Yes, I'm the only one (Grrrrrr...) |
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RUMBLY IN MY TUMBLY |
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Hum dum de dum, hum dum de dum I'm so rumbly in my tumbly Time to munch an early luncheon Time for something sweet
Oh I wouldn't climb this tree If a Pooh flew like a bee But I wouldn't be a bear then So I guess I wouldn't care then
Bears love honey and I'm a Pooh bear So I do care, so I'll climb there I'm so rumbly in my tumbly Time for something sweet
I don't need a pot of honey I'd be greatful for a platefull When I'm rumbly in my tumbly Then it's time to eat
It's the tasteful thing to do Be it ten or twelve or two For anytime is food time When you set your clock on Pooh time
Bears love honey and I'm a Pooh bear So I do care, so I'll climb there I'm so rumbly in my tumbly Time for something sweet to eat.... |
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WHEN I UP DOWN...... |
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When I up, down and touch the ground It puts me in the mood, Up, down and touch the ground In the mood for food
I am stout, round and I have found Speaking poundage wise I improve my appetite When I exercise
I am short, fat and proud of that And so, with all my might I up, down and up, down to My appetite's delight
While I up, down and touch the ground I think of things to chew, like honey With a hefty happy appetite I'm a hefty happy Pooh
With a hefty happy appetite He's a hefty happy Pooh |
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