CHORUS:
In Duluth, In Duluth
In D', in D', in D', in Duluth.
(Repeat last two lines of each verse)
Oh the eagles they fly high in Duluth.
Oh the eagles they fly high in Duluth.
Oh the eagles they fly high and they shit right in your eye,
Thank the Lord that cows don't fly in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Hunt in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Hunt in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Hunt and he thought he had a cunt,
But his arse was back to front in Duluth.
There's a shortage of good bogs in Duluth.
There's a shortage of good bogs in Duluth.
There's a shortage of good bogs so they wait until it clogs,
Then they saw it off in logs in Duluth.
There's a shortage of bogpaper in Duluth.
There's a shortage of bogpaper in Duluth.
Mere's a shortage of bogpaper so they wait until it's vapor,
Then they light it with a taper in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Smith in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Smith in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Smith and he thinks that he can't sniff,
Foul odor from the syph in Duluth.
Oh they teach the babies tricks in Duluth.
Oh they teach the babies tricks in Duluth.
Oh they teach the babies tricks and by the time that they are six,
The suck their father's pricks in Duluth.
It's a fuck of a situation in Duluth.
It's a fuck of a situation in Duluth.
It's a fuck of a situation and they're sunk in masturbation,
For there ain't no fornication in Duluth.
There's a shortage of good whores in Duluth.
There's a shortage of good whores in Duluth.
There's a shortage of good whores but there's keyholes in the doors,
And there's knotholes in the floors in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Best in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Best in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Best and he thought he had a breast,
But his balls were on his chest in Duluth.
There's a girl by the name of Doris in Duluth.
There's a girl by the name of Doris in Duluth.
There's a girl by the name of Doris and her boyfriend's name is Horace,
And he tickles her clitoris in Duluth.
Oh the vicar is a bugger in Duluth.
Oh the vicar is a bugger in Duluth.
Oh the vicar is a bugger and the curate is another,
So they bugger one another in Duluth.
There's a whore called Dirty Dinah in Duluth.
There's a whore called Dirty Dinah in Duluth.
There's a whore called Dirty Dinah and they say there's nothing finer,
Than a trip up her vagina in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Brock in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Brock in Duluth.
There's a man by the name of Brock with a multi-colored cock,
Like a stick of candy rock in Duluth.
Oh the girls they wear tin pants in Duluth.
Oh the girls they wear tin pants in Duluth.
Oh the girls they wear tin pants but they take them off to dance,
Everybody gets a chance in Duluth.
There's a knot hole in the floor in Duluth.
There's a knot hole in the floor in Duluth.
There's a knot hole in the floor and we use it for a whore,
There's some cocks that are sore in Duluth.
Oh a seagull saw a lighthouse in Duluth.
Oh a seagull saw a lighthouse in Duluth.
Oh a seagull saw a lighthouse and he thought it was a shithouse,
Now the lighthouse is a white house in Duluth.
Oh the ladies have big tits in Duluth.
Oh the ladies have big tits in Duluth.
Oh the ladies have big tits and they hang down to their clits,
And we munch them all to bits in Duluth.