Yuri, Yuri you're such a scruffy thing
You look like a tangled, mangled, scrambled ruffled ball of string
A tangled ball of string on four woolly legs
Like someone dragged you backwards through a prickly hedge
Yuri, Yuri you're such a dreadful mess
If it wasn't for your horns everyone would have to guess
Which way was your front and which way was your back
You gotta work hard on your grooming, when you're a blooming Yak
You've got to smarten up yourself
You've got to comb your hair
You've got to clean your teeth
And scrub behind your ears
You've got to shine up your shoes if
You're going to make the grade
And you will be the smartest Yak
(If you clean up your act, as a matter of fact)
In the parade
Yuri, Yuri there isn't any doubt
You are like a giant cushion with the stuffing hanging out
Though your mum must love you, so do all your friends
It's so hard to keep you smart it drives them round the bend
Yuri, Yuri we'll tell you what we'll do
We'll all get together and we'll scrub and polish you
So come on now, you scruff bag, let's get down to the stream
Then when we've done you'll be the smartest Yak you've ever seen
You've got to smarten up yourself
You've got to comb your hair
You've got to clean your teeth
And scrub behind your ears
You've got to shine up your shoes if
You're going to make the grade
And you will be the smartest Yak
(If you clean up your act, as a matter of fact)
In the parade
