Blossom: The sense of sight,
Is what guides us right,
When we go out on walks,
Buttercup: The sense of smell is,
The way te tell,
That te need to change your socks,
Bubbles: The sense of touch,
Is what hurts so much,
When te bang your toe on the bed,
Blossom: The sense of hearing is something good,
'Cause if te hear some crimes we would,
We come to the rescue and beat them to wood,
And in jail, their crimes will not spread,
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: Not spread,
And in jail, their crimes will not spread!
Buttercup: The sense of taste,
Affects your waist,
Blossom: Which makes five senses in all,
Bubbles: There's a sixth sense, too, but it's hard to explain,
It's a psychic connection inside of your brain,
So te can understand people like Mr. Tom Kane,
Blossom: Who wear crystals they bought in the mall,
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: The mall,
Who wear crystals they bought in the mall!
Bubbles: There are scents te can smell,
Like cologne from Chanel,
o the scents of expensive perfume,
Blossom: There are scents of flowers,
We hope overpowers,
The kitty box successivo to your room,
Phew!
Buttercup: There's a sense of pride,
te have deep down inside,
Blossom: When te practice a sense of fair play,
Bubbles: There's a sense of flying, te go in a loop,
Blossom: o a sense of impatience, when te go poop,
Buttercup: And a sense of a team; 'cause were here as a group,
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: And in Townsville, we are here to stay,
To stay,
And in Townsville, we are here to stay!
Bubbles: There's a sense of humor,
A sense of doom, or,
A sense of awe, sense of timing,
Blossom: The sense of a word,
A sense of absurd,
Like trying to do all this rhyming!
Bubbles: There's incense,
Buttercup: And horse sense,
Blossom: And common sense, it's true!
Bubbles: Sense of wonder, sense of beauty,
Buttercup: Sense of honor, sense of duty,
Blossom: A sense of doubt, a sense of danger,
Bubbles: A sense of fear, when te meet a stranger,
Buttercup: A sense of style, a sense of worth,
Blossom: A sense of direction for knowing the earth,
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: A sense of dread as we're Canto 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!
Is what guides us right,
When we go out on walks,
Buttercup: The sense of smell is,
The way te tell,
That te need to change your socks,
Bubbles: The sense of touch,
Is what hurts so much,
When te bang your toe on the bed,
Blossom: The sense of hearing is something good,
'Cause if te hear some crimes we would,
We come to the rescue and beat them to wood,
And in jail, their crimes will not spread,
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: Not spread,
And in jail, their crimes will not spread!
Buttercup: The sense of taste,
Affects your waist,
Blossom: Which makes five senses in all,
Bubbles: There's a sixth sense, too, but it's hard to explain,
It's a psychic connection inside of your brain,
So te can understand people like Mr. Tom Kane,
Blossom: Who wear crystals they bought in the mall,
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: The mall,
Who wear crystals they bought in the mall!
Bubbles: There are scents te can smell,
Like cologne from Chanel,
o the scents of expensive perfume,
Blossom: There are scents of flowers,
We hope overpowers,
The kitty box successivo to your room,
Phew!
Buttercup: There's a sense of pride,
te have deep down inside,
Blossom: When te practice a sense of fair play,
Bubbles: There's a sense of flying, te go in a loop,
Blossom: o a sense of impatience, when te go poop,
Buttercup: And a sense of a team; 'cause were here as a group,
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: And in Townsville, we are here to stay,
To stay,
And in Townsville, we are here to stay!
Bubbles: There's a sense of humor,
A sense of doom, or,
A sense of awe, sense of timing,
Blossom: The sense of a word,
A sense of absurd,
Like trying to do all this rhyming!
Bubbles: There's incense,
Buttercup: And horse sense,
Blossom: And common sense, it's true!
Bubbles: Sense of wonder, sense of beauty,
Buttercup: Sense of honor, sense of duty,
Blossom: A sense of doubt, a sense of danger,
Bubbles: A sense of fear, when te meet a stranger,
Buttercup: A sense of style, a sense of worth,
Blossom: A sense of direction for knowing the earth,
Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: A sense of dread as we're Canto 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!
PROFESSOR: Oh no i forgot! te girls have school!
DYNAMO: what's school?
BLOSSOM: You'll see when te get there. But we're gonna be late if we don't hurry!
DYNAMO: Yeah so come on I can't wait to go to this place called school!
BUBBLES: Bye Professor!
PROFESSOR: bye girls!
(They fly off to school and on the way they meet the RRB'S)
BOOMER: Hi Bubbles!
BUBBLES: Hi boomer!
BRICK: ciao girls who's your new friend?
DYNAMO: My name is Dynamo! who are te guys?
BRICK: We're the Rowdyruff Boys! My name is Brick!
BOOMER: I'm Boomer!
BUTCH: And I'm Butch!
DYNAMO: Cool!
BLOSSOM: Well here we are Dynamo!
BUBBLES: Are te ready to go meet mrs. Keane and the kids?
DYNAMO: Sure am!
(They get inside)
TO BE CONTINUED...
Because it is late at night and i a tired
DYNAMO: what's school?
BLOSSOM: You'll see when te get there. But we're gonna be late if we don't hurry!
DYNAMO: Yeah so come on I can't wait to go to this place called school!
BUBBLES: Bye Professor!
PROFESSOR: bye girls!
(They fly off to school and on the way they meet the RRB'S)
BOOMER: Hi Bubbles!
BUBBLES: Hi boomer!
BRICK: ciao girls who's your new friend?
DYNAMO: My name is Dynamo! who are te guys?
BRICK: We're the Rowdyruff Boys! My name is Brick!
BOOMER: I'm Boomer!
BUTCH: And I'm Butch!
DYNAMO: Cool!
BLOSSOM: Well here we are Dynamo!
BUBBLES: Are te ready to go meet mrs. Keane and the kids?
DYNAMO: Sure am!
(They get inside)
TO BE CONTINUED...
Because it is late at night and i a tired