Frank (lead guitar, vocals) George (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals) Tom (bass) Underwood (percussion) Jeff (rhythm guitar, vocals) Don (synthesizer) Bruce (trombone) Walt (trumpet) Napoleon Murphy Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, vocals) Ralph (drums) Thompson (drums) (background vocals) (background vocals) Robert (background vocals)
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The name of song is Penguin in Bondage, An' it's a that ah, deals with the possible variations on a basic theme is... well, You understand what a theme is. And then the variations ah, manoeuvres that might be with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification and which might or might not be supplied in a local department store or perhaps a drugstore but at least in one of those fancy new shops that they in the of the free press. This song suggests to the listener that the ordinary ah, That I am circumlocuting at this time in order to get text on television, Is that ah, if you do something other than what you thought you were gonna do when you took your clothes off and you just to have some DEVICES around... Then it's, it's not only to get into the of it all but... Hey! What did he Ready?
She's like a penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... Way on the wet side Of the bed (Knirps for moisture)
Just the mighty Penguin Flappin' her ounce wings
Lord, you know it's all If she comes atcha on the & wrap 'em all yer head
Flappin her ounce wings, flappinumm
just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy
Shake up the ale Tremblin' like a When the battery
Lord, you must be her jumpin' through a hoopa real With some wrapped around a wire
She's like a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... Howlin' over to Antarcticulated
In the frostbite With her gone white Shriekin' as she spot the hoop the room
Lord, you know it must be a Penguin bound When you hear that screamin' and there no other Birds
just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... She's just like a in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... Aw, you must be Not to her straps TOO
'Cause she might box yer dog She just box yer doggie An' leave you a dog biscuit...