Mr. Lunt: Baby I know your eyes see right through my
disguiseBoyz: (Larry, Jimmy, Junior): And no one can denyMr.
Lunt: Baby that I’m the one whose love is no surpriseBoyz: And
he can’t tell you no lieMr. Lunt: But there’s a secret I’ve been
hidin’ I can’t keep it no moreBoyz: There’s this thing about
himself he’s never told you beforeLunt: Baby!Chorus:Boyz: He
needs to tell you somethingMr. Lunt: I don’t got a bellybuttonOh
I need to tell you somethingBoyz: Have you figure it outHe don’t
got a bellybuttonBoyz: Bellybutton no, oh no noMr. Lunt: Baby
please don’t squeal, just tell me how you feelBoyz: ‘Cause his
love is for realMr. Lunt: And if you went away, my heart would
never healBoyz: So to you he appealsMr. Lunt: There’s something
missing in my middle and it’s hard to ignoreBoyz: There’s this
thing about himself he’s never told you beforeLunt:
Baby!ChorusKhalil: Bellybutton!Boyz: Uh, uhKhalil:
Bellybutton!Boyz: Uh, uhKhalil: You say your bellybutton’s
missing, there’s no reason for alarmIt’s a common thing for
gourds, it won’t do you any harmYou’re technically a fruit and
with that much being said;Your umbilical equivocal is up there
on your head!You could opt for a prosthetic but of course you’d
have to knowIt’d be covered by your shirt, but not your
HMOKhalil: Bellybutton!Boyz: Uh, uhKhalil: BellybuttonBoyz: Uh,
uhMr. Lunt: a stylish something absent from my midriff’s
décorBoyz: There’s this thing about himself he’s never told you
beforeLunt: Baby!Boyz: He need to tell you somethingMr. Lunt: I
don’t got a belly buttonOh I need to tell you somethingBoyz:
Have you figure it outHe don’t got a belly buttonBoyz: Belly
button no, oh no noLunt and Boyz: No belly button!
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