THE MUKLUK BOP
I got a gal; she's an Eskimo Way up north, where the cold winds blow. Lives in a house made of ice and snow, But is she cold? Oh no no no.
CHORUS Shuffle on the tundra. Slip and slide and hop. Twist and jerk in rhythm. Do the Mukluk Bop!
I take her out for a dog sled ride. I holler "mush!", sit by her side. We cuddle up, temperatures low, But is she cold? Oh no no no.
We dance all night. That's six months long. She's dressed up in a big sarong And a big smile, not much I know. But is she cold? Oh no no no.
CHORUS Shuffle on the tundra. Slip and slide and hop. Twist and jerk in rhythm. Do the Mukluk Bop!
Life is a ball with an Eskimo. Dance until dark when the lights are low. Doin' the bop when it's five below. But is she cold? Oh no no no.
CHORUS Shuffle on the tundra. Slip and slide and hop. Twist and jerk in rhythm. Do the Mukluk Bop!
I got a gal; she's an Eskimo Way up north, where the cold winds blow. Lives in a house made of ice and snow, But is she cold? Oh no no no.
CHORUS Shuffle on the tundra. Slip and slide and hop. Twist and jerk in rhythm. Do the Mukluk Bop!
I take her out for a dog sled ride. I holler "mush!", sit by her side. We cuddle up, temperatures low, But is she cold? Oh no no no.
We dance all night. That's six months long. She's dressed up in a big sarong And a big smile, not much I know. But is she cold? Oh no no no.
CHORUS Shuffle on the tundra. Slip and slide and hop. Twist and jerk in rhythm. Do the Mukluk Bop!
Life is a ball with an Eskimo. Dance until dark when the lights are low. Doin' the bop when it's five below. But is she cold? Oh no no no.
CHORUS Shuffle on the tundra. Slip and slide and hop. Twist and jerk in rhythm. Do the Mukluk Bop!
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