Artist: Frank Zappa
Title: Penguin in Bondage
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She’s just like a penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh…
Rennenhenninnahenninnenninahennn
Way over on the wet side
Of the bed (Knirps for moisture)
Just like the mighty Penguin
Flappin’ her eight ounce wings
Lord, you know it’s all over
If she comes atcha on the strut & wrap ’em
all around yer head
Flappin her eight ounce wings, flappinumm
She’s just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Shake up the pale-dry
Ginger ale
Tremblin’ like a Penguin
When the battery fail
Lord, you must be havin’ her jumpin’ through
a hoopa real fire
With some Kleenex wrapped around a
coat-hang wire
She’s just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh…
Rennenhenninnahenninneninahenn
Howlin’ over to some
Antarcticulated moon
In the frostbite nite
With her flaps gone white
Shriekin’ as she spot the hoop across the room
Lord, you know it must be a Penguin bound down
When you hear that terrible screamin’ 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…
Rennenhenninnahenninneninahennn
Aw, you must be careful
Not to leave her straps
TOO LOOSE
‘Cause she just might box yer dog
She just might box yer doggie
An’ leave you a dried-up dog biscuit
