Oh, wouldn't it be lovely if a bird you thought had lost its
song;
Started singing a tune and proved you were wrong.

Oh, wouldn't it be lovely if you didn't like you hair
brown;
Then Mommy changed it to blond at her cuttery in town.

Oh, wouldn't it be lovely if an angel didn't top your tree;
It then turned out to be your Christmas present, and it
filled you with glee.

Oh, wouldn't it be lovely if you could see;
A few cottonballs turn into a bunny.

Oh, wouldn't it be lovely if you cared for the egg of a
chicken Mommy;
And one day, guess what hatched? A little chickadee!

Oh, wouldn't it be lovely if you could see nothing in the
fog;
And when it cleared, you saw a beaver sticking its head out
of a log.