O pato

The duck came singing happily, quack, quack
When a smiling drake asked
To join the samba too, the samba, the samba
The goose liked the duo and also quacked, quacked
He looked at the swan and said 'come, come'

The quartet will be fine, very good, very well
On the edge of the pond, they rehearsed
To start the tico-tico in the cornmeal
The duck's voice was really a disrespect
Playing scenes with the goose was easy
But I liked the ending when they fell in the water
And rehearsing the vocals
quack, quack, quack, quack
quack, quack, quack, quack