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Frank Bell – The Penguin lyrics
Will someone wake me from this dream?
I just saw the strangest thing... Last night
A talking penguin made me cry
You think I'm crazy, it's no lie
He spoke to me of love and life
Didn't mention we were on thin ice
And when it cracked, I started to fall
Oh penguin: do - you - care - about - me - at - all?
Oh little penguin please lend me your hand
Won you try and help me understand... Why?
Deep down in the ocean I submerge
But I keep my cool despite the urge - to give up and die
He gave advice on passion and reason
Failed to warn me that it changes with season
And when it cracked, I started to fall
Oh penguin: do - you - care - about - me - at - all?
When you, fall fall fall down in love - it's sometimes cold...
And when you crawl crawl crawl crawl out of love, you're not as bold
You make as much sense as wearing flip-flops in winter,
Or shorts in december - you know I don't like my legs
Everyone knows that penguins can't fly
I guess I have no option, but to - slide.
So I slide away...
I just saw the strangest thing... Last night
A talking penguin made me cry
You think I'm crazy, it's no lie
He spoke to me of love and life
Didn't mention we were on thin ice
And when it cracked, I started to fall
Oh penguin: do - you - care - about - me - at - all?
Oh little penguin please lend me your hand
Won you try and help me understand... Why?
Deep down in the ocean I submerge
But I keep my cool despite the urge - to give up and die
He gave advice on passion and reason
Failed to warn me that it changes with season
And when it cracked, I started to fall
Oh penguin: do - you - care - about - me - at - all?
When you, fall fall fall down in love - it's sometimes cold...
And when you crawl crawl crawl crawl out of love, you're not as bold
You make as much sense as wearing flip-flops in winter,
Or shorts in december - you know I don't like my legs
Everyone knows that penguins can't fly
I guess I have no option, but to - slide.
So I slide away...
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