Verse 1
Stand In Some Hot Water It Feels Good Rushing Down My Back.
I Don’t Really Want The Dirt To Be Gone, But I Got All Mixed Up In A,
Patch Of Poison Ivy It’s Oil's On Top Of My Skin,
So I Suppose I Should Get To Scrubbing It Off.
A Camp Counselor Told Me Once There’s A Time Limit Son,
From When You Touch It Till When You Wash It Off.
So If You Get Your Butt To The Counselors Hut There Some Soap And A Bucket.
Ah, Buddy, You Better Run. Good Luck.
Chorus
So I Dilute Dilute Dilute The Dr. Bronner‘s,
And I Enlighten Myself On The Packaging It Displays.
Well, I Hope That Camp Counselors Out There Somewhere,
And I Hope Even More He Can Hear Me Praising His Name.
When You See That Three-Leaf Vine You Best Get Running,
And Grab Your Castile Soap. How Do You Say That? Lather Up!
Verse 2
Yeah, Stand In Some Hot Water It Feels Good Rushing Down My Back.
I Don’t Really Want The Dirt To Be Gone, But I Got All Mixed Up In A,
Patch Of Poison Ivy It’s Oil's On Top Of My Skin,
So I Suppose I Should Get To Scrubbing It Off.
I Suppose That I Should Get To Scrubbing It Off.
I Suppose That I Should Get To Scrubbing It Off.
Chorus
So I Dilute Dilute Dilute The Dr. Bronner‘s,
And I Enlighten Myself On The Packaging It Displays.
Well, I Hope That Camp Counselors Out There Somewhere,
And I Hope Even More He Can Hear Me Praising His Name.
When You See That Three-Leaf Vine You Best Get Running,
And Grab Your Castile Soap. How Do You Say That? Lather Up!
