One, two, three, four,
Five, six, seven, eight.
Hey now, set up your tents,
Make the fire it's time.
And take that plastic off the sand -
I don't like it.
Because I'm a boyscout, a boyscout,
a boyscout.
Because I'm a boyscout, a boyscout,
a boyscout.
Sit around, sing what you want to sing,
Bring your sleeping bag where you want it to bring,
And if that pretty girl
is from another squad -
Take pride, come close and tell her:
"I want you! I want you! I want you!"
Because I'm a boyscout, a boyscout,
a boyscout.
Because I'm a boyscout, a boyscout,
a boyscout.
You love her quiet, and you love her loud,
Never mind if I shout
from the crowd
just to remind -
Don't you loose you mind, remember -
You only do it for nature, for nature,
for nature, for mother nature
I make love for nature,
for nature, for mother nature
Because I'm a boyscout, a boyscout,
a boyscout.
Because I'm a boyscout, a boyscout,
a boyscout.
[Thank you, Thank you very much:)]