Let me tell you of an interview with an old man he knew
He's got a beak and feathers and things
But the poor old fellow ain't got no wings
Aren't you jealous of the wedge-tailed eagle?
But it looks da-da-da
While the eagle's flying round and round
To keep her two feet firmly on the ground
Now I can't fly, but I'm telling you
I can run the pants off a kangaroo
But do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
He can't fly, but I'm telling you
He can run the pants off a kangaroo
He was the model of the fifty cents
But it's da-da-da
As I know, should I have had more sense
But it's da-da-da
If you take a look, I'll prove to you
I can run the pants off a kangaroo
But do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Take a look and I'll prove to you
He can run the pants off a kangaroo
But do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Can't loop the loop like a cockatoo
But it's da-da-da
Swoop and toss like an albatross
But it's da-da-da
You silly galah, I'm better by far
Than a white cockatoo or a budgerigar
They squeak and squawk and try to talk
While me and them's like cheese and chalk
But do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
He can't fly, but I'm telling you
He can run the pants off a kangaroo
Last time I saw old man he knew
But it's da-da-da
He was chasing a female, she knew
But it's da-da-da
He shot past, I heard him say
Jump, jump, jump, jump
She can't fly, but I'm telling you
She can run the pants off a kangaroo
But do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
She can't fly, but I'm telling you
She can run the pants off a kangaroo
a kangaroo
Well there is a moral to this ditty
But it's da da da
Thrush can sing but he ain't pretty
But it's da da da
Duck can swim but he can't sing
Nor can the eagle on the wing
Him you can't fly but I'm telling you
He can run the pens of a kangaroo
Well the kookaburra laughed
And he said it's true
But it's da da da
But it's da da da
He can run the pens of a kangaroo