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You'll find the older, modern stone age family
Cars that can't be driven, lest you use your two legs
Dinosaurs still roam this sacred world
How do I know, how much this loincloth will show
What's that sound in front of me, shrieking raptor melody
It can't stop, no it won't stop, here in Bedrock
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
They're the modern stone age family
From the town of Bedrock
They're a page right out of history
Let's ride with the family down the street
Through the courtesy of Fred's two feet
When you're with the Flintstones
Have a yabba-dabba-doo-tome
A dabba-doo time
Doo-yabba-dabba-doo
Yabba-dabba-dabba da-dabba-doo
Yabba-dabba-dabba-dabba-doo
We'll have a gay old time
Live in the stone age, you will never get the blues
Join the Loyal Order of Water Buffalo
Just be sure you pay your daily dues
They're all cavemen, still living way back and when
Bowling is the sport they like, unlikely they'll get a strike
Ride on pterodactyls, they will all, fly high!
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
They're the modern stone age family
From the town of Bedrock
They're a page right out of history
Someday, maybe Fred will win the fight
Then that cat will stay out for the night
When you're with the Flintstones
Have a yabba-dabba-doo-time
A dabba-doo time
Doo-yabba-dabba-doo
Yabba-dabba-dabba da-dabba-doo
Yabba-dabba-dabba-dabba-doo
We'll have a gay old time
What do I call the pain
Feelings abound, now I know the name:
Stone halation
How I can't wait, these feelings resonate
It pains me so, how the time moves forward, never backward
This fever over me,
Won't be gone, won't just let me be free
I wish I was ancient history
I'll have a grand dad time !