Howard The Duck (Mega Mix)

[Intro: Lea Thompson]

Well, alright!

Uh-huh

[Verse 1: Cherry Bomb]

Get that planet on the phone

Ain't no time to waste

Tell 'em he ain't coming home

He done joined the human race

[Chorus: Cherry Bomb & Lea Thompson]

We call him Howard the Duck

No way to conceal it

With a feather's touch, I love him apart

We call him Howard the Duck

If it ain't funk, you don't feel it

And he shot an arrow straight to my heart

[Verse 2: Cherry Bomb]

To this duck, we say a toast

So get to bumpin' off of his case

No, he got too good to roast

'Cause he saved the human race

[Pre-Chorus: Cherry Bomb]

Here before your very eyes

Hе's gonna be, gonna be herе with you

I used to think it was all in my mind

You're gonna see

So people, tonight, I give you

[Chorus: Cherry Bomb]

Howard the Duck

If it isn't funk, you don't feel it, feel it

His name's Howard (Ooh) the Duck

Ain't no way to conceal it

[Interlude: Dolby's Cube]

(Hmm)

Howard's doin' it

Howard's doin' it, doin' it

Howard's doin' the duck (What?)

Found the funk and he feel it (Oh-oh)

Ain't no way to conceal it

Howard's bein' it, bein' it

[?]

Howard's doin' the duck

He waddled to the East, he waddled to the West

Put a wiggle in your waddle, but he isn't impressed

He waddled to the East, he waddled to the West

Now put a wiggle in your waddle, but he isn't impressed

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge: Dolby's Cube & Cherry Bomb]

Hickory, dickory, duck

He ain't about to be plucked

Too groovy for gravy

Too precious for pâté

He's a funky little feather-bearing waterfowl

A quack, but not a fake

Little cupcake of a drake

Come into my tub of love

[Pre-Chorus: Cherry Bomb]

Here before your very eyes

He's gonna be, gonna be here with you

I used to think it was all in my mind

You're gonna see

So people, tonight, I give you

[Chorus: Cherry Bomb & Lea Thompson]

How— the Duck

No way to conceal it

With a feather's touch, I love him apart

We call him Howard the Duck

If it ain't funk, you don't feel it

And he shot an arrow straight to my heart

Howard the Duck

If it isn't funk, you don't feel it

In a second, he would blow you apart

Howard (Ooh) the Duck

Ain't no way to conceal it

And he shot an arrow straight to my heart