Penguin In Bondage

(专辑： Does Humor Belong In Music? - 1986)

She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh...
Rennenhenninnahenninnenninahennn
Way over on the wet side
Of the bed

Just like the mighty Penguin
Flapping her eight ounce wings

Lord, you know it's all over
If she come atcha on the strut and wrap 'em all around yer head
Flapping her eight ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy

Ho Ho Ho! Ho Ho Ho!
Ooh, you missed! Oh sorry!
How 'bout the next contestant?

Shake up the pale-dry
Ginger ale

Trembling like a Penguin
When the underpants fail
(Yeah, yeah)

Lord, you must be having her jumping through a hoopa real fire (Huh!)
With some Kleenex wrapped around a coat-hang wire (Owww!)

Little Penguin
A dirty little bird!
(What?)

She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh...
Rennenhenninnahenninneninahenn
Howling over to some
Antarcticulated moon

In the frostbite nite
With her flaps gone white
Shrieking as she spot the hoop across the room
The you-hoo-hoo
(Oh, One-Adam-Twelve, see the hoop)

You know it must be a Penguin bound down
If you hear that terrible screaming
And there ain't no other birds around

She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh...
She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh...
Rennenhenninnahenninneninahennnn
(Ho Ho Ho, Bill!)
Aw, you must be careful
Not to leave her Ho Ho Ho
Too loose
(It's a town in France)

'Cause she just might box yer dog
'Cause she just might box yer doggie
An' leave you a dried-up kind of a dog biscuit
Woo!