Some people say
This story is false
But others say it's true


Fear not, old Ski King
Cause, buddy, I believe in you


The sun was a-shining
The water, it was smooth

Ski King was in perfect form
Daddy-O was in the groove


The pink Cadillac came sliding in
With a big boat on the rear
Ski King stepped out on the sand

Said, the great Ski King is here

Ski King fastened on his skiis

Fifty horses were getting warm
The crowd let out a mighty roar
Let's see that perfect form


He strutted to the water's edge
He waved back to the crowd

He pounded his chest like Tarzan would
And that made Daddy-o proud


Daddy-o backed up close to shore
The rope was a perfect throw
Ski King tied it around his arm

And yelled, let her go, Daddy-o

Daddy-o opened that throttle wide

Sounded like a swarm of bees
All of that power from the fifty horses
Made Ski King lose his skiis


Poor Ski King was flying low
Like a porpoise up and down

They circled the lake
About four or five times
Daddy-o never looked around


Daddy-o was driving that boat
Ski King was drinking the lake

People were yelling at Daddy-o
Stop the boat, for goodness sake


Daddy-o finally stopped the boat
He pulled Ski King inside
Poor Ski King had plenty of water

But he sure had lost his pride

Now, the moral of this story

Keep your neck of the noose
Be careful not to grab ahold
Of something you can't turn loose

Of something you can't turn loose
Of something you can't turn loose