(Kinky Friedman & Panama Red)

She climbed the stairs that mornin'
Found him rather pale
His eyes they were the color

Of half-drunk ginger ale.

Faithful as a Magnavox
Hung-up on a song
She cried down to the breakfast nook,
œWard, there's something wrong.?

Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
The Beaver I believe-uh is gone.

Beaver was a dreamer,
Never got it right.
Died in livin' color,
Lived in black an' white.

Faithful as a Magnavox
Hung-up on a song
She cries down to the breakfast nook,
œWard, there's something wrong.?

Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Ward!
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
The Beaver I believe-uh is gone.

Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Ward!
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Lord!
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Ooh!
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Ha!
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver
Beaver, huh!
Somethin's wrong with the Beaver.