Smiles form for my plates of ham.
Smiles form for my scrumptious chow.
I am a spinster. I never wear pants.
I avoid the guys who scam.

I'm Aunt Bee,
And I don't know how to dance.
Aunt Bee,
I'm just so slow at romance.
Aunt Bee.
I gotta get a mate.
I gotta go out on a date.
I go runnin' when hour is late.

Oh yeah!

I got some apron stains, wear an old crone's garb.
Cook cakes with cheer, they're full of carbs.
Don't always show when I'm courtin' some lout.
Seems like my pickles cause a prickle of doubt.

'Cause I'm...
Aunt Bee,
I'm such a prude on a date.
Aunt Bee,
I just won't cohabitate.
Aunt Bee,
I gotta shed some weight.

Whoa-oh!

Smiles form as I'm baking some yams.
Smiles form as I prep some pies.
I have a griddle, don't fiddle with Fife.
I enjoy the Taylor clan.
I'm Aunt Bee, and they like it.

Yes, they like it.
Oh, they like it,
Love it,
Like it,
Love it.
Aunt Bee!
Aunt Bee!
Aunt Bee!
Aunt Bee, how they like it!