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She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy
Way over on the wet side of the bed
Just like the mighty penguin flappin' her wings
Lord, you know it's all over
If she comes atcha on the strut
And wrap 'em all around your head flappin her wings
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 Kleenex wrapped around a coat-hang wire
She's just like a Penguin in bondage, boy
Howlin' over to some ant-aticulated moon
In the frostbite nite
With her flaps gone white
Shriekin' as she spot the hoop across the room (shriekin')
Lord, 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
She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy
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 doggie
An' leave you a dried-up dog biscuit...
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