She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh
Way over on the wet side of the bed
Just like the mighty penguin
Flappin' her eight ounce wings
Lord, you know it's all over
If she come at you on the strut
And wrap 'em all around your head
Flappin' her eight ounce wings
Flappin' 'em
She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy
Shake up the pale, dry ginger ale
Trembling like a penguin
When the battery fail
(Did you ever get a vibrator and have the battery go out on ya?)
Lord, you must be havin' her jumpin' through a hoop of 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
Howlin' over to some antarcticulated moon
In the frostbite night
With her flaps gone white
Shriekin' as she spot the hoop across the room
Right through the hoop
Without even feeling any pain
You know, it must be a penguin bound down
If 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
Aw, you must be careful
Not to leave her straps too loose
'Cause she just might box your dog
'Cause she just might box your dog
And leave you a dried up dog biscuit
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