Canoodlin' Rag

You must never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh dear no
When a lady from Nebraska's at a party in Alaska
She must never do a tango with an Eskimo

You can do it with a Latin, from Manilla to Manhattan
You can do it with a gaucho in Brazil
But if once those Eskimoses start to wiggle with their toeses
You can bet your life you're gonna get a chill

Brr

You can never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh dear no
If you do, you'll get the breeze up
And you'll end up with a freeze up
You must never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

You must never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh dear no
When a lady from Nebraska's at a party in Alaska
She must never do a tango with an Eskimo

You can do it with a sailor from Peru to Venezuela
You can do it with a Apaches in Paree
But if once an Eskimosee starts to cuddle up so cosy
You'll find your passion cooling, yes sirree

Brr

You can never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh dear no
If you do, you'll get the breeze up
And you'll end up with a freeze up
You must never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no, oh no, no, no, no
Never do a tango with an Eskimo
No, no, no