Blossom: The sense of sight,
Is what guides us right,
When we go out on walks,

Buttercup: The sense of smell is,
The way あなた tell,
That あなた need to change your socks,

Bubbles: The sense of touch,
Is what hurts so much,
When あなた bang your toe on the bed,

Blossom: The sense of hearing is something good,
'Cause if あなた hear some crimes we would,
We come to the rescue and beat them to wood,
And in jail, their crimes will not spread,

Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: Not spread,
And in jail, their crimes will not spread!

Buttercup: The sense of taste,
Affects your waist,

Blossom: Which makes five senses in all,

Bubbles: There's a sixth sense, too, but it's hard to explain,
It's a psychic connection inside of your brain,
So あなた can understand people like Mr. Tom Kane,

Blossom: Who wear crystals they bought in the mall,

Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: The mall,
Who wear crystals they bought in the mall!

Bubbles: There are scents あなた can smell,
Like cologne from Chanel,
または the scents of expensive perfume,

Blossom: There are scents of flowers,
We hope overpowers,
The kitty box 次 to your room,
Phew!

Buttercup: There's a sense of pride,
あなた have deep down inside,

Blossom: When あなた practice a sense of fair play,

Bubbles: There's a sense of flying, あなた go in a loop,

Blossom: または a sense of impatience, when あなた go poop,

Buttercup: And a sense of a team; 'cause were here as a group,

Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: And in Townsville, we are here to stay,
To stay,
And in Townsville, we are here to stay!

Bubbles: There's a sense of humor,
A sense of doom, or,
A sense of awe, sense of timing,

Blossom: The sense of a word,
A sense of absurd,
Like trying to do all this rhyming!

Bubbles: There's incense,

Buttercup: And horse sense,

Blossom: And common sense, it's true!

Bubbles: Sense of wonder, sense of beauty,

Buttercup: Sense of honor, sense of duty,

Blossom: A sense of doubt, a sense of danger,

Bubbles: A sense of fear, when あなた meet a stranger,

Buttercup: A sense of style, a sense of worth,

Blossom: A sense of direction for knowing the earth,

Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup: A sense of dread as we're 歌う this song,
That it's starting to turn out completely all wrong,
And it's time that we end it because it's too long,
'Cause it just doesn't make any sense,
Nonsense,
This song doesn't make any sense!