Lyrics by Larissa Kryukova

Copyright 2025 All Rights Reserved

(Verse 1)

My parrot Polly's quite the bird, a feathered friend indeed

But lately, things have gotten weird, a musical misdeed

I bought a trumpet, shiny brass, a horn beyond compare

Now Polly, with a cheeky sass, is blowing through the air.

(Chorus)

Polly's Toot Toot Tango, it goes 'Screech! Honk! Flutter!'

The neighbors bang upon the wall, their windows start to shutter.

She squawks and blows a blaring note, completely out of tune

This trumpet-playing parrot's got me howling at the moon!

(Verse 2)

She holds the trumpet with her claw, a grip that's strangely tight

And puffs her cheeks, defying law, of music day and night.

I tried to teach her 'Mary Had,' a simple, gentle start

But all I got was something bad, a rhythmic, avian fart.

(Chorus)

Polly's Toot Toot Tango, it goes 'Screech! Honk! Flutter!'

The neighbors bang upon the wall, their windows start to shutter.

She squawks and blows a blaring note, completely out of tune

This trumpet-playing parrot's got me howling at the moon!

(Bridge)

The dog hides underneath the bed, the cat has run away

I'm wearing earplugs in my head, and praying for the day

She trades the trumpet for a seed, or maybe just a cracker

Before this avian serenade, completely sends me cracker!

(Verse 3)

I hired a tutor, very keen, to tame this feathered fiend

He left in tears, a shattered scene, his musical soul demeaned.

He said, 'That parrot's got no grace, no rhythm, and no soul!

Your money back, I'll leave this place, before I lose control!'

(Chorus)

Polly's Toot Toot Tango, it goes 'Screech! Honk! Flutter!'

The neighbors bang upon the wall, their windows start to shutter.

She squawks and blows a blaring note, completely out of tune

This trumpet-playing parrot's got me howling at the moon!

(Outro)

So if you hear a dreadful sound, a trumpet's squawking call

Don't look around, just hit the ground, it's probably Polly's fault.

Yeah, Polly's Toot Toot Tango... a masterpiece of... well... noise!

(Polly squawks and toots a final, off-key blast)

Oh, boy... she's starting again!