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    In the cool shade of the banana tree

    On the rugged trail toward the balcony

    A child of the twentieth century

    A dried up Goliath and a weasel named Fee


    Far away in another place

    A fading beauty named Milly Grace

    A gospel singer with pocks on her face

    And a bamboo cane to help her keep the pace


    Fee was a Buddhist prodigy

    Long past the age of maturity

    Someday he knew it would set him free

    Like it did for Floyd the chimpanzee


    Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life

    That's completely free.

    You're racing with the wind

    You're flirting with death

    So have a cup of coffee

    And catch your breath


    Fee first met Milly in a bar in Peru

    His heart was jumping like a kangaroo

    Like a beast in a cage in an old Dutch zoo

    It was hopping and thumping in wooden shoes


    But Floyd was jealous and alone

    He wanted Milly for his own

    A desperate craving in his bones

    "Their love", he said, "I will not condone."


    Then one day on a ship to Quebec

    Floyd found Milly on a lover's trek

    He picked up a bottle and broke off the neck

    It sliced through the air, and Fee hit the deck


    Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life

    That's completely free

    You want to stay with Milly

    Until you're dead

    But you just got a bottle

    Upside your head


    Milly turned and began to scream at Floyd

    She said "You think you're pretty mean"

    And though she was as thin as a small string bean

    She slammed him in the face with a nectarine


    Floyd fell back over the edge of the ship

    Till he hung from the rail by his fingertip

    Milly said, "Floyd I'll make you lose your grip

    With this tiny piece of paper I can make you slip"


    So Milly took that paper and did the deed

    Floyd hit the water with astonishing speed

    And as the sharks circled and began to feed

    Milly knew her weasel was finally free


    Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life

    That's completely free

    Floyd is dead; he's nothing but a ripple

    Cause Milly took that paper

    And sliced him on the nipple