SPOKEN:

Ernie: What are you doing, Bert?

Bert: Sitting and thinking

Ernie: Thinking about what?

Bert: My favorite number

Ernie: Oh? That's really boring, Bert

Bert: Not my number, Ernie

Ernie: Well, what is your favorite number?

Bert: I thought you'd never ask

SUNG:

Bert: Six

Ernie: Six?

Bert: My favorite number is six

Ernie: Bert, nobody's favorite number is six

Bert: Sometimes I spend the whole afternoon
Sitting around, and singing a tune about

Six

Ernie: Six, hmm?

Bert: Sometimes I think of six bricks

Ernie: Bert, that's very boring

Bert: Or else I think of six sticks

Ernie: Well, that's even more boring

Bert: Not five bricks or stick, but six

Now two is your eyes and one's your nose
And five is your fingers or your toes
And four is the legs on an easy chair
Yet there's no number can compare with

Six

Ernie: How about 9 or 3?

Bert: Nothing more lovely than six

Ernie: I don't know, Bert

Bert: When someone says, "Hey, Bert, pick a number"
Well, I always pick the one nobody picks --
My favorite number is six

SPOKEN:

Ernie: You know, I hate to break this to you, Bert, but six isn't anybody's favorite number

Bert: It's my favorite number, Ernie

Ernie: I mean, six just sort of sits there between five and seven You know, you have five fingers on your hand, and there are seven days in a week, but there's not really six of anything

Bert: I know, Ernie, I know

SUNG:

Now two is your eyes and one's your nose
And five is your fingers or your toes
And four is the legs on an easy chair
But there's no number can compare with

Six

Ernie: All right, Bert

Bert: Nothing more lovely than six

Ernie: Have it your way

When someone says, "Hey, Bert, pick a number"
Well, I always pick the one nobody picks --
My favorite number is six

SPOKEN:

Bert: What are you doing, Ernie, can I sit in my chair now, huh?

Ernie: Not right now, I'm thinking about my favorite number

Bert: What is it, Ernie, what is it?

Ernie: 8,243,721

Bert: I still like six