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I'm walking (I'm walking)
with my iguana (with my iguana).
I'm walking
with my iguana
When the temperature rises
to above eighty five
my iguana is looking
like he's coming alive.
So we make it to the beach,
my iguana and me,
then he sites on my shoulder
as we stroll by the sea....
and I'm walking
with my iguana
I'm walking (I'm
walking)
with my iguana (with
my iguana).
Well if anyone sees us
we're a big surprise
my iguana and me
on our daily exercise,
till somebody phones
the local police
and says I have an alligator
tied to a leash.
I'm walking (I'm
walking)
with my iguana (with
my iguana).
I'm walking (I'm
walking)
with my iguana (with
my iguana).
It's the spines on his back
that make him look grim,
but he just loves to be tickled
under his chin.
And I know that my iguana
is ready for bed
when he puts on his pyjamas
and lays down his sleepy (Yawn) head.
I'm walking (I'm
walking)
with my iguana (with
my iguana).
with my iguana (with
my iguana).
Still walking ........
I'm walking ...........
and my piranha,
and my chihuahua,
and my chinchilla,
and my gorilla,
my caterpillar...............
and I'm walking..............
with my iguana......................
By: Brian Moses
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