Fly to the Southern 'sphere The weather's completely clear Fly to the Southern 'sphere The weather's completely upside-down Life is easy when you're hiding from the rain Beneath banana trees When you feel it, you can fall upon the cool Copacabana breeze Allow me to introduce my pet lobster, Polly Raised him from a fingerling As fine a crustacean that a man could ask for (But I thought sailors had talking parrots as pets?) Talking... parrots? (Heh)