Frank Zappa - Penguin in Bondage (Swaggart Version) lyrics

She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh… Rennenhenninnahenninnenninahennn Way over on the wet side Of the bed Just like the mighty Penguin Flappin' her eight ounce wings (The Swaggart Flap) Don't you know it's all over If she come atcha on the strut & wrap 'em all around yer head Flappin' her eight ounce wings, flappinumm (Jim!) 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 (Fire!) Little Penguin A dirty little bird (What?) 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 (There it goes again… it's that hoop) You know it must be a Penguin bound down When you hear that terrible weepin' and there ain't no other Evangelist around (Jim!) 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… Jim-Jim-Jim-Jim-Jim-Jim-Jim-Jim-Jim-Jim-Jim Aw, you must be careful Not to leave those straps TOO LOOSE 'Cause she just might turn you in 'Cause she just might turn you in (Yessir!) An' leave you sort of a dried-up, wizened little ministry… BOW WOW RAW!