Luyện nghe bài hát Penguin in Bondage

Frank (lead guitar, vocals)
George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom (bass)
underwood (percussion)
Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Don (synthesizer)
fowler (trombone)
Walt (trumpet)
Napoleon brock (tenor saxophone, flute, lead vocals)
Ralph (drums)
Chester (drums)
(background vocals)
(background vocals)
Robert (background vocals)

you.
Brian, I could use a bit more monitor.
Hello hello, can't you turn up any more than
hello, hey!
Alright!
me folks.

The name of this is penguin in bondage,
An' it's a song that ah, deals the possible variations on
A basic which is...well,
You what a basic theme is.
And the variations include ah, manoeuvres that might be
with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification
And devices which or might not be supplied in a local
store or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in
One of those new shops that they advertise in the
of the free press.
This song suggests to the suggestible that the
Ordinary ah,
That I am circumlocuting at this present in order to get
text on television,
Is that ah, if you wanna do other than what you
Thought you were gonna do you first took your clothes off
And you happened to have some devices around...
Then it's, it's not only okay to get the
of it all but...hey!
What did he ready?

She's just like a in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...

Way on the wet side
Of the bed (knirps for moisture)

Just like the penguin
Flappin' her eight wings

Lord, you know it's all
If she comes atcha on the strut & `em
All yer head

her eight ounce wings, flappinumm

She's just like a in bondage, boy

Shake up the
ale
Tremblin' like a
the battery fail

Lord, you must be her jumpin' through
A hoopa real
With some wrapped around a
Coat-hang

She's just like a in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...

Howlin' over to
moon

In the nite
With her flaps gone
as she spot the hoop across the room

Lord, you it must be a penguin bound down
When you hear terrible screamin' and
There no other
around

She's like a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...
She's just a penguin in bondage, boy
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh...

Aw, you be careful
Not to her straps
Too

she just might box yer dog
She might box yer doggie
An' you a dried-up dog biscuit...