There's a salmon-colored girl
Who sets my heart awhirl
Who lives along the Yukon for a way
With the northern lights a-shine
She rubs her nose to mine
She cuddles close and I can hear her say
Ooga-ooga-mooshka
Which means that I love you
If you would be my baby
I'll ooga-ooga-mooshka you
Then I take her hand in mine
And set her on by me
The squalls along the Yukon
Are good enough for me
She bakes her underwear
From the hides of grizzly bear
And bays in ice-cold water every day
Her skin I love to touch
But I just can't touch it much
Because her fur-lined parka's in the way
Ooga-ooga-mooshka
Which means that I love you
If you would be my baby
I'll ooga-ooga-mooshka you
Then I take her hand in mine
And set her on by me
The squalls along the Yukon
Are good enough for me
She's got the air-cooler down
The sourdoughs hang around
She chocos try to date her night and day
With the landing gear that's fine
And the fuselage divine
And the smile that you can see a mile away
She's got the air-cooler down
Ooga-ooga-mooshka
Which means that I love you
If you would be my baby
I'll ooga-ooga-mooshka you
Then I take her hand in mine
And set her on by me
The squalls along the Yukon
Are good enough for me
Carry me back to old Alaska
Squalls along the Yukon
Are good enough for me
I'll ooga-ooga-mooshka you
Then I take her hand in mine