Let me tell you of an interview with an old man he knewHe's got a beak and feathers and thingsBut the poor old fellow ain't got no wingsAren't you jealous of the wedge-tailed eagle?But it looks da-da-daWhile the eagle's flying round and roundTo keep her two feet firmly on the groundNow I can't fly, but I'm telling youI can run the pants off a kangarooBut do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-doHe can't fly, but I'm telling youHe can run the pants off a kangarooHe was the model of the fifty centsBut it's da-da-daAs I know, should I have had more senseBut it's da-da-daIf you take a look, I'll prove to youI can run the pants off a kangarooBut do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-doTake a look and I'll prove to youHe can run the pants off a kangarooBut do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-doCan't loop the loop like a cockatooBut it's da-da-daSwoop and toss like an albatrossBut it's da-da-daYou silly galah, I'm better by farThan a white cockatoo or a budgerigarThey squeak and squawk and try to talkWhile me and them's like cheese and chalkBut do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-doHe can't fly, but I'm telling youHe can run the pants off a kangarooLast time I saw old man he knewBut it's da-da-daHe was chasing a female, she knewBut it's da-da-daHe shot past, I heard him sayJump, jump, jump, jumpShe can't fly, but I'm telling youShe can run the pants off a kangarooBut do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-doShe can't fly, but I'm telling youShe can run the pants off a kangarooa kangarooWell there is a moral to this dittyBut it's da da daThrush can sing but he ain't prettyBut it's da da daDuck can swim but he can't singNor can the eagle on the wingHim you can't fly but I'm telling youHe can run the pens of a kangarooWell the kookaburra laughedAnd he said it's trueBut it's da da daBut it's da da daHe can run the pens of a kangaroo