C'mon kiddies gather round. Who's your foremost friend in town?
From main to maple the name resounds, Professor Nutbu*ter.
He's the one, the humble one, the Barkley County prodigal son.
Here to serve only you, Professor Nutbu*ter.
At old Nutbu*ter's house of treats from jellied jams to sacks of sweets,
There's creamy and nutatious spreads for all.
Chemist, master of entomology the professor for a modest fee
Will cure what ails you, garunteed Professor Nutbu*ter.
It's alright, don't fear the worm.
C'mon kiddies don't be shy be youthful til the day you die.
The man the myth, the magic of Professor Nutbu*ter.
He's the one the only one the Meeklybville prodigal son.
Here to help us with ourselves, Professor Nutbu*ter
It's alright to fear the worm.