PENGUIN LADY
Frederick George Moore
Copyright © 1968
Demophonic Music Publishing BMI
Used with permission
She's no pedigree - walking on a leash
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?
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