I had a little trouble
'Cause I grew a little tail
Well, it wasn't really little
It was absolutely giant

And it really was attractive
But you never even noticed
So I felt a little silly even trying
Besides which the tail was too heavy
For normal flying
Go on

Well, when the hunters caught you
I could see that I'd been foolish
'Cause I couldn't even help you
No, I couldn't even fly

And I got so very frightened
'Cause I knew I had to save you
No one else was gonna go to all the labor
It was all up to me
All you had was your next door neighbor

So she ran to the doctor
The doctor named Dake
And she said
'My tail has been a mistake'
And she said
'Dr. Dake, I've been foolish and vain'

Pluck it out, get it off
I won't do it again

Pluck, pluck, puck
Ouch, it hurt a lot
Pluck, pluck, puck
Ooh, a tender spot

Pluck, pluck, puck
Just a one feather tail
But suddenly, Gertrude could sail

I sailed on a junk
And was practically sunk for you
I trampled thorough the trees
Full of furious bees for you

I slogged through a fog
And a choking smog
Down a soggy slope
Through a stinking bog
While my slip was gripped
By a vicious dog for you

I galloped through the snow
In eleven below for you
Yes, even though I knew
I was catching the flu for you

And then came the hole
Where I caught my sole
And I rolled downhill out of all control
Till I broke my fall on a jagged shoal for you

All for you, all for you
All for you, all for you
There's nothing that I wouldn't
And I couldn't and I haven't gone through

I sprained my little toe
But I hobbled like so for you
Then came the hit and run
But I staggered on one for you

Now, here I am, the worse for wear
And here you are, I'm here, you're there
And maybe now you'll know I care for you

Oh, yeah and Horton, one more thing
It took me seven weeks
But I found your clover too