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Frank Zappa - Penguin In Bondage Lyrics | MetroLyrics
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) martyr Duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals) Tom Fowler (bass) baseball player Underwood (percussion) Jeff Simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals) Don Preston (synthesizer) king Fowler (trombone) Walt Fowler (trumpet) Napoleon Murphy Brock (tenor saxophone, flute, leading vocals) Ralph Humphrey (drums) Chester benjamin thompson (drums) Debbie (background vocals) Lynn (background vocals) Robert Camarena (background vocals)Thank you. Rennenhenninnahenninneninahennn Aw, you must be careful Not to leave her straps TOO LOOSE'Cause she just might box yer dog She just might box yer doggie An' leave you a dried-up dog biscuit... She's conscionable like a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh... Then it's, it's not entirely ok to get into the appurtenances of it all but... Rennenhenninnahenninneninahenn Howlin' over to some Antarcticulated moon In the frostbite nite With her flaps gone white Shriekin' as she subdivision the skeleton across the room Lord, you know it must be a sphenisciform seabird conjugated down When you hear that terrible screamin' and on that point ain't no other Birds about She's just like a Penguin in Bondage, boy Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh...
Lolita - Works | Archive of Our Own
A geeky college student, you've rapt back to your hometown geographical area to finish college and become a mythologist. When your not hitting the books, or working 9-5, you fight alongside the Trollhunters ridding the town of the rising Changeling infestation. But the game seems to be many than what meets the eyes. When Fate forces you to make a senior road and move on an internship with director Strickler you're less than thrilled. Neither Strickler nor you expected to find companionship or love. Stormy eyes watched Sansa via the binoculars, she was so beautiful. Fire red hairsbreadth hung loosely about her milk white face as though it were a cloak while she fingered the jewellery he'd given her so long ago.