Group: Chorus
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Genre: Broadway musical
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Lyrics:
Dance: ten; Looks; three.
And I' still on unemployment,
Dancing for my own enjoyment.
That ain't it, kid. That
ain't it, kid.
"Dance: ten; Looks;
three,"
I like to die!
Left the theatre and
Called the doctor for
My appointment to buy...
Tits and ass.
Bought myself a fancy pair.
Tightened up the derriere.
Did the nose with it.
All that goes with it.
Tits and ass!
Had the bingo-bongos done.
Suddenly I'm getting nash'nal
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.
Fised the chassis.
"How do you do!"
Life turned into and
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 'em, hey.
Top to bottom, hey.
It's a gas!
Just a dash of silicone.
Shake your new maracas and
you fine!
Tits and ass can change
your life.
They sure changed mine.
Mp3:
Tits
and Ass
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