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
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
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
The designer should have had more sense
If you take a look it'll prove to you (ha-ha-ha-ha), I ran the pants off that kangaroo
Take a look, it'll prove to you, he ran the pants off the kangaroo

You can't loop the loop like a cockatoo
Swoop and toss like an albatross
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
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
He was chasing a female he knew
As he shot past I heard him say
She can't fly but I'm tellin' you, she can run the pants off a kangaroo
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

Writer : WILLIAMSON, JOHN R.
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group