Lyrics:

Let me tell you of an interview with an Old Man Emu He's got a beak and feathers and things But the poor old fella ain't got no wings Aren't you jealous of the wedge-tailed eagle - Um-ba-da-lip-ida-da-da While the eagle's flyin' round and round I keep my two feet firmly on the ground Now I can't fly but I'm tellin' you, I can run the pants off a kangaroo Ba-da-doo-doo, da-doo-doo-doo, doo-da-do-do, doo-doo He can't fly but I'm tellin' you, he can run the pants off a kangaroo Well he was the model for the fifty cents - Um-ba-da-lip-ida-da-da The designer should have had more sense - Um-ba-da-lip-ida-da-da If you take a look it'll prove to you (ha-ha-ha-ha), I ran the pants off that kangaroo Ba-da-doo-doo, da-doo-doo-doo, doo-da-do-do, doo-doo Take a look, it'll prove to you, he ran the pants off the kangaroo You can't loop the loop like a cockatoo - Um-ba-da-lip-ida-da-da Swoop and toss like an albatross - Um-ba-da-lip-ida-da-da You silly gallah, I'm better by far, than a white cockatoo or a budgerigar They squeak and squawk and try to talk, why me and them's like cheese and chalk Ba-da-doo-doo, da-doo-doo-doo, doo-da-do-do, doo-doo He can't fly but I'm tellin' you, he can run the pants off a kangaroo Well the last time I saw Old Man Emu - Um-ba-da-lip-ida-da-da He was chasing a female he knew- Um-ba-da-lip-ida-da-da As he shot past I heard him say Hoo-choo-ah-hoo-choo-ah-hoo-choo-ah-hoo-choo She can't fly but I'm tellin' you, she can run the pants off a kangaroo Ba-da-doo-doo, da-doo-doo-doo, do-da-do-do, doo-doo She can't fly but I'm tellin' you, she can run the pants off a kangaroo Well there is a moral to this ditty - Um-ba-da-lip-ida-da-da-acapo