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PENGUIN LADY The PENGUIN LADY - how's she gonna teach? She's coming - it's twenty to She sees you sniffing glue Don't let me speak or I'll crow Seeing her walk makes me roll It's truth, don't tell Ruth She's too cool, she's a fool She's no pedigree - walking on a leash The PENGUIN LADY - how's she gonna teach? She always did walk too slow She might be from Buffalo The water in her eye It's not tears, she can't cry Estella Jones Now, she's no honeymoon 'Cause her face looks like a prune The man with the Purple Heart He could have pulled her apart She's a loon, no baloon She's got Rhuem, and bad perfume She's no pedigree - walking on a leash The PENGUIN LADY - how's she gonna teach? She would never - come too late Even at her petty pace Running through the wood Without love, it's no good Estella Jones She's a bird, no wings to fly But you know, you get high Don't let her peck at your throat Your juggler vein she would gloat It'a a needle, you're the beetle You're too smart, Purple Heart She's no pedigree - walking on a leash The PENGUIN LADY - how's she gonna teach? |
