There's something in the air

It must be spring

I can do without the itchin'

But I can't do without that thang

Is that so strange?

You taught me a lesson

That I never learned before

But I didn't learn my lesson

I keep coming back for more

Is that so strange?

It's not so strange

I may not have a castle on the hill

No ladies in waiting

But I got just as much inside to give

As any Prince Charming

What kind of world

Are you trying to maintain?

I call you Tarzan

You call me Jane

Is that so strange?

It's not so strange

Betcha bottom dollar

One, two, pick up a shoe

Three, four, shut the door

Five, six, pick up sticks

Seven, eight, lay 'em straight

Nine, tеn

Eleven, twelvе, dig 'n' delve

Thirteen, fourteen maids a-courting

Fifteen, sixteen, wish I was sixteen

Seventeen, eighteen

Nineteen, twenty maids aplenty

Yeah

Just like I pictured it

Like Chicken Little said

"The sky is falling, the sky is falling"

It's not so strange