Friday, September 27, 2002

Oh, and here are the lyrics I promised you :

Dance : 10 ; looks : 3
And I'm still on unemployement
Dancin' for my own enjoyement
That ain't it kid, that ain't it, kid !
Dance : 10 ; looks : 3
Is like to die
Left the theater, called the doctor
For my appointment to buy
Tits and ass, bought myself a fancy pair
Tightened up the derrière
Did the nose with it, all that goes with it
Tits and ass, had the bingo bongos done
Suddenly I'm getting national tours
Tits and ass won't get you jobs unless they're yours
Didn't cost a fortune neither, didn't hurt my sex life either
Flat and sassy, I would get the strays and losers
Beggars really can't be choosers
That ain't it, kid, that ain't it, kid !
Fix the chassis : how do you do ?
Life turned into an endless medley of "gee, it had to be you !"
Why ?
Tits and ass
Where the cupboard once was bare
Now you knock and someone's there
You have got them hey ! top to bottom, hey !
It's a gas, just a dash of silicon
Shake your new maracas and you're fine
Tits and ass, can change your life
They sure changed mine
Have it all done, honey take my word
Grab a cab, come on, see the wizard on Park and 73rd
For tits and ass, orchestra and balcony
What they want is what you see
Keep the best of you, do the rest of you !
Pits or class, I have never seen it fail
Debutant or chorus girl or wife
Tits and ass, yes tits and ass
Have changed my life !!!!


(By the way, Frankster, are you mistaking yourself for a guestbook ? ;))

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