Whyville is great, Whyville is fine
When I get in, I feel like I'm on cloud nine
There is no place I'd rather be
Than at the dance studio with Mimi
The games are fine, the citizens are nice
In the winter, Dr. Leila's pool turns to ice
Akbar sells mouths, heads and eyes
Whyville is a fun surprise
Learn, talk and play
Those are a few things in a Whyvillian's day
At the Bazaar you can shop
But when you run out of clams, you gotta stop
Whyville my town, Whyville my home
Whyville is a place I call my own
When I am here I feel so good
In my own little neighborhood!
Now I raise my glass to Whyville, with a HIP-HIP-HORRAY!
