My bellybutton’s wonderful
It’s circled ‘round with hair
I touch it every now and then
To make sure it’s still there

If I ever lost it
I’d hold myself and cry
‘Cause life without a button
Is like life without a sky

Yes, life without my button
Would certainly be glum
But even if my button leaves
At least I’ll have my bum

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