chorus:

Rubber rubber rubber

From a rubber tree.

I like eating rubber

'Cause rubber tastes funn-y.

Rubber rubber rubber

From a rubber tree.

I like eating rubber.

'Cause rubber tastes funn-y.

I like blowing bubbles

Under a rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia

Bubbles like blowing me.

chorus.

I like chewing Hubba Bubba

In a rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia Hubba Bub-

Ba likes chewing me.

chorus.

I like listening to Abba

In a rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia, Abba

Likes listening to me.

chorus.

I like shopping at Rabba

In a rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia Rabba

likes shopping at me.

chorus.

I like making oil from blubber

In a rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Rush', blubber likes

Making oil from me.

chorus.

I like drinking at the pub-a

By the rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia, the pub

Likes drinking at me.

chorus.

I like dancing at the club-a

Under the rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia the club

Like dancing at me.

chorus.

I like growing stubble

In a rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia

Stubble likes growing me.

chorus.

I like Barney Rubble

In a rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia

Bar-ney Rubble likes me.

chorus.

I like to wibble-wobble

On top a rubber tree.

In Sovi-et Russia

Wibble-wobble likes to me.

chorus.

Ad infinitum.