1)(slow BPM) (slow vocals)Penelope the pigeon had a feather couture gown,The finest Louis Vuitton fabric anywhere in town.She stepped onto the runway with a high-fashion stare,But a sudden gust of wind left her completely bare!Every single feather flew right into the crowd,And the front row gasped and started laughing out loud!(Chorus)They sang, "Hey baby, your boobies are showing!Your butt is pulled tight and the whistle winds are blowing!"The crowd started clapping, they cheered and they sang,While Penelope panicked as the runway music rang!(Verse 2)She stood there stark naked under bright model lights,The most embarrassing of all the fashion show sights.No silk and no sequins, just a bird in her skin,As the audience erupted in a deafening din!She scooped up her feathers in a frantic design,And sprinted backstage, leaving fashion behind!(Chorus)They sang, "Hey baby, your boobies are showing!Your butt is pulled tight and the whistle winds are blowing!"The crowd started clapping, they cheered and they sang,While Penelope panicked as the runway music rang!(Verse 3)Backstage in the dressing room, she fell to the floor,As paparazzi battered down the heavy wooden door.The designer was crying, throwing bolts of green silk,While Penelope whimpered, sipping warm almond milk.But the internet exploded with a viral new trend,And the critics declared it was a masterpiece blend!(Verse 4)They called it "The Raw Look," stripping fashion right bare,And the major agencies were calling from everywhere.She signed a new contract with her head held up high,No more heavy feathers that would clip wings and fly.She walked out next morning in just sunglasses and grace,With a confident strut and a smirk on her face!(Outro)Now the whistle winds blow, but she doesn't care,The most famous bird flying high in the air.Yeah, she's rocking that skin, let the front row all stare.Penelope’s the queen of the runway... bare!Go on and whistle!Yeah, she's owning it now.
