Let’s Do It Mother Mother

All the little birds do it
Yeah, all the little bees do it
And educated fleas do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love

Ooh, ah la ah
Ooh, ah la ah
Ooh, ah la

Argentines without means do it
And people say in Boston, even beans do it
And women without feet do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love

(Let's bleed in the rain, blood in the deep)
(Whispers truthful, what do you talk about)
I'm not one for hyperbole

And even little hand grenades do it
With all their bloody, blown-out brains, they do it
Daffodils in acid rain does it
Let's does it, lets fall in love

Ooh, ya ah ah
Ooh, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Ooh, yeah ah ah
Ooh, yeah yeah