With The Eggs Tucked In His Underwear
(Tune: Anne Boleyn)

In the town of Rio Wednesday night
A charge of animal trafficking was made
Against a brazen Austrian in flight
Engaging in the stolen critter trade.

Chorus:
With the eggs tucked in his underwear
He crossed the borderline
Till the birds hatched in his underwear
He was doing just fine!

He's going to cross the border with a boa in his brief-
Case, and scads of parrots in his bags, 'cause he's a thief,
And just in case the customs agents try to give him grief,
He's got the eggs tucked in his underwear.

Inside his brand new attaché, he's got snake or two,
And in his trunk four parakeets he purchased in Peru,
But it's awfully awkward for the bloke when he has to use the loo
With the eggs tucked in his underwear.

Chorus

Sometimes Brazilian coppers get a tip
From nameless pals and gals that they have bought.
They've seen suspicious bulges near the hips,
And, Voila!, Señor Zillinger is caught!
"Hold it, bud!" The federales shout,
And twenty-one Macaws come flying out.

Chorus

The day they cornered Johann, he was in the Copa bar
A-stuffing beer nuts in his pants (we noticed from afar!)--
It seems he'd spawned a parakeet maternity ward
Where there were eggs tucked in his underwear!

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The waitresses just thought he was an ordinary guy,
But when they saw those bulges in his pants, they said, "Oh, my!
It must be Long Dong Silver!"  He induced a thousand sighs,
When the snake snuck into his underwear!

Genie

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