I am an old bumblebee, a stinger just as long as my arm I am an old bumblebee, a stinger just as long as my arm I stings every good‐looking woman now, everywhere I goes along Says as I fly around now, I makes a beautiful song Says as I fly around now, I makes a beautiful song And everywhere I sting a good‐looking woman, says I'll sure find me a home Now I'm an old bumblebee, just dropped in your town It ain't none of these women, turn this old bumblebee down They crying come here bumblebee, you know you know your stuff And you sting you old bumblebee, your old stinger just long enough Mmm, what's going to become of me Mmm, what's going to become of me Every time I need stinging now, I get those long‐stinger bumblebees Says when I get to stinging them, I sting just like I should Aye when I get to stinging them, I sting just like I should And they all crying old bumblebee, you know it hurts so good