Let me tell you the story ‘bout a man named Phil
This poor frenchman was lookin' for a thrill
Loaded Madeleine aboard a boat and sailed across the sea
To the land of squaws...a place called l'Acadie....
The new world...beaver land...feather frontier...

Well the next thing you know the new world was in sight
The half naked "feathers" sure gave Madeleine a fright
But Phil looked at the squaws with their boobs hangin' in the air
Slapped LaTour on the back and said I already love it here...
Love this land...free for all....sorry Madeleine

Now Philippe and Madeleine were happy ‘til Phil junior came along
This little orangutang had a real renegade dong
He would run the squaws for all he was worth
And started the Muise line with his mighty d'Entremont squirt...
Bumping uglies...push the bush...beads for beaver....

Philippe was pissed and he send junior to the coast
Madeleine crossed herself...the father, the son and the holy ghost
Now four centuries later his ancestors are fightin' for their rights
Just ‘cause junior couldn't keep...his weenie out of sight
There goes the lobsters...and the trees...and the eels....