Lyrics Bobby Darin - Multiplication

When you see, a gentleman bee,
’Round a lady bee buzzin’
Just count to ten, then, count again:
There’s sure to be an even dozen!

Multiplication… that’s the name of the game!
And each generation… it’s played the same!

Now, there was two butterflies, castin’ their eyes,
Both in the same direction…
You’d never guess. that one little “yes,”
Could start a butterfly collection!

Multiplication… that’s the name of the game!
And each generation… they play the same!

Let me tell ya now: I say one and one is five,
You can call me a silly goat!
But, ya take two minks, add two winks,
Ah… ya got one mink coat!

When a girl gets coy, in front of a boy,
After three or four dances…
Ah… you can just bet, she’ll play hard to get,
To multiply her chances!

Multiplication… that’s the name of the game!
And each generation… you know they play the same!

Hear me talkin’ to ya: Mother Nature is a clever girl,
She reli-es on habit!
Ya take two hares, with no cares:
Pretty soon you got a room full of rabbits!

Two parakeets, in-between tweets,
Sometimes get too quiet…
Uh-oh! But have no fear, ‘cause soon you’ll hear,
A parakeet's riot—just try it!

Multiplication… that’s the name of the game!
And every generation… you know they play the same!

Yes… it's multiplication: that’s the name of the game!
And each generation… they play the same!