Bimbo
You think youre special
And youre a standard guy
Im gonna tell you
Youre nothing but a standard guy
You are a standard... standard...
Its the bimbo
Standard bimbo man
They call me the white white white white white white
White white bimbo man
Oh, hey I want her
I want shoes
Oh, so my head hurts
But make fun of blues
Oh, that music
I got the blues
Cash in my pocket
Dont want to lose
I... i... I try so hard
Let me be smart
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Look in my eyes
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Wink at the size
Never ever gonna be (3x)
Staring at her until the end
Special lie, my only friend
Thats so hard for me to take
Silly to work around the thing
Bimbo, bimbo, oh its sad
It drives me mad this is bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-bimbo
It drives me mad why bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad why its the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad why its the bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad why its the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad why its the bimbo man
Special, and silly wanna be
Standard, oh what a silly me
Youre really special, that you dont wanna be
Youre standard, firm set in your silly ways
Look at myself in the window of a drug door
Wink at the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I wear a white hat bimbo, bimbo, hes hip
White gloves I choose bimbo, bimbo man
I saw her dance bimbo, bimbo
Not for the blues hes the bimbo man
I... bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
Dont want to be hes the bimbo man
The standard guy bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
The standard guy hes the bimbo man
Standard guy
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Wink out the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I hear hip music bimbo, bimbo, hes a bimbo
Aint got the blues bimbo, bimbo man
Fist in my pocket why its the bimbo, why its the bimbo
Dont want to lose bimbo, bimbo man
I... i... standard bimbo, why its the bimbo
Try so hard bimbo, bimbo man
Oh please, oh please, why its the bimbo, bimbo, bimbo
I wanna be smart... smart bimbo, bimbo man
song performed by by Yello
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Bimbo
You think youre special
And youre a standard guy
Im gonna tell you
Youre nothing but a standard guy
You are a standard... standard...
Its the bimbo
Standard bimbo man
They call me the white white white white white white
White white bimbo man
Oh, hey I want her
I want shoes
Oh, so my head hurts
But make fun of blues
Oh, that music
I got the blues
Cash in my pocket
Dont want to lose
I... i... I try so hard
Let me be smart
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Look in my eyes
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Wink at the size
Never ever gonna be (3x)
Staring at her until the end
Special lie, my only friend
Thats so hard for me to take
Silly to work around the thing
Bimbo, bimbo, oh its sad
It drives me mad this is bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-bimbo
It drives me mad why bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad why its the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad why its the bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad why its the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad why its the bimbo man
Special, and silly wanna be
Standard, oh what a silly me
Youre really special, that you dont wanna be
Youre standard, firm set in your silly ways
Look at myself in the window of a drug door
Wink at the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I wear a white hat bimbo, bimbo, hes hip
White gloves I choose bimbo, bimbo man
I saw her dance bimbo, bimbo
Not for the blues hes the bimbo man
I... bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
Dont want to be hes the bimbo man
The standard guy bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
The standard guy hes the bimbo man
Standard guy
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Wink out the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I hear hip music bimbo, bimbo, hes a bimbo
Aint got the blues bimbo, bimbo man
Fist in my pocket why its the bimbo, why its the bimbo
Dont want to lose bimbo, bimbo man
I... i... standard bimbo, why its the bimbo
Try so hard bimbo, bimbo man
Oh please, oh please, why its the bimbo, bimbo, bimbo
I wanna be smart... smart bimbo, bimbo man
song performed by by Yello
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It's really fun to act like a bimbo. But it's fun to act like a bimbo only when people know that you really aren't one.
quote by Laura Dern
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Bamboo Bimbo
Well he caught his first whiff in the jungles
Ofnam
That slant-eyed catfish tasted better than mom
Now every single night she drops her big bomb
Cause hes a bamb00 bimbo
Those hook marks really show
Cause hes a bamboo bimb0
He went for it now everyone knows
Hes a bamboo bimb0
He caught his first glance in field and stream
That salt water taffy was a fishermans
Wet dream
Now every single night hes still gettin
That big ream
Cause hes a bamboo bimb0
He fell it and everyone knows
Hes a bamboo bimbo
Just a monkey with a ring in his nose
Hes a bambo0 bimbo
Cant say I never told ya so
Hes a bamboo bimb0
It go on and on and on
song performed by by Devo
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I'm not just another bimbo.
quote by Christina Aguilera
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Ill Get You High
Saw your car, so I know youre here
Its been such a long time, looking totally weird
But I dont remember why
Pull the trigger and die
What a beautiful day for a drive
Not a cloud left in the sky
Why dont you give me a ride to the studio
Ill get you high
Ill get you high
[sung to the tune of the flintstones theme:]
Bimbo, meet the bimbo
Shes a modern stone-age family
Drowned out, thrown out of glencoe
Shes a face without a history
Now that cat will stay out for the night
Fred gets in a terrifying fight
We all back down and beg him not tonight
Come in the living room and dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
In that old familiar valley
Where I have dumped my heavy load
Mom and dad sit back in the loveseat
From too much loss, from too much hope
What a beautiful day for a drive
Not a cloud left in the sky
Why dont you give me a ride to the studio
Ill get you high
Ill get you high
song performed by by Liz Phair
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People will always consider me a cartoon character, a bimbo. They will never give me credit.
quote by Jessica Hahn
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Just because I've got blonde hair and haven't been to Bosnia doesn't mean I'm a bimbo. I am still a serious journalist.
quote by Jill Dando
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I learned so much from other actors and they definitely didn't treat me like some sex bomb or bimbo. I felt fully accepted in the regular movie world. I didn't feel categorised.
quote by Sylvia Kristel
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The problem's in the knowin
I just might have a big problem
in doin’ what’s exactly right
Even tho’ I pretty much try
with all of my doggone might
Seem’s as if It’s in the knowin’
That I lack some social graces
And my embarrassment keeps ashowin’ up
Like spinach stuck in your braces
Hell, I’m not a bad guy
I won’t tell you that you’re fat
That you’re so far over the hill
That you’ll never make it back
I might slip up
and tell a friend
Then he might tell
someone too
Then sure enough …
some of your bimbo friends
would repeat what I said about you
So I’mma thinking’ that…
Doin’ what’s right’s
not the problem
The problem is knowin’
what’s right to do
poem by David Whalen
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If Men could Read 0906 - Current Version
If men could read in fee_male thoughts
then states would triple child supports,
and second states would not be torts
when tactful contact sense contorts.
If poor pale male seems out of sorts,
muse must use cues, phrase that purports
to set his mind on track from sports
to antics where fair dame cavorts
with humour true - for false distorts,
leads into buxom bimbo shorts.
Mens' hearts are rarely drawn from quartz,
Lonsdaleite seems more lightly, warts
and all, hook, line and sinker, pride
seem teem behind their minds inside.
(24 February 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Smart Woman (In A Real Short Skirt)
Smart Woman (in a real short skirt)
-----------------------------------
by Jimmy Buffett and Marshall Chapman
Bimbo limbo is where I been.
I know you know it's been wearin' me thin.
Times are changing, and I think it's time.
I'm rearranging all the guilt in my mind.
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt,
A smart woman who knows how to flirt,
A smart woman, got a mind of her own,
A smart woman who'll take me home,
Take me home.
I'm not your macho kind of guy,
But I can be so when I'm feeling shy.
Hey, baby, where'd you get your good looks?
Ooh, babe, I want to carry your books.
(CHORUS)
Beauty and brains (beauty and brains),
The best of both worlds (best of both worlds)
I think I could change (think I could change)
If you'd be my, be my, be my girl.
(CHORUS twice
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Hijack My Heart
Words and music by queen
Just walking down the street one cloudless sunny day
Just minding my business thinking my thoughts
Nothing much to say
When suddenly I got hit
Imagine my suprise
Your smile came up and zapped me right between the eyes
Id never seen anything to compare with your smile
Id never seen anything that came within miles
My heart got hijacked by you
Stuck in the traffic
Stuck at the lights what do I see
Some stupid bimbo in a fast car next to me
She takes off
Imagine my disgust
Like a bat out of hell
I get to eat her dust
I never had known anything to compare with her laugh
Id never known anything that counted by half
My heart got hijacked by you
Hijack my heart
Hijack my heart
Steals my heart
Hijack my heart
Hijack my heart
Look at the cities
Look at the streets what do you see
Look at the faces look at the people they all want to be
Suddenly hit by something they dont get to choose
It comes out of nowhere
Right out of the blue
Id never seen anything to compare with your smile
Id never seen anything that came within miles
My heart got hijacked by you
Hijack my heart
Now you really got a hold on me
You hijacked my heart
Dont you know you wont let me be
Stole my heart
Threw away the key
Oooee baby whats become of me
You hijacked my heart
Now you really got a hold on me
Hijack my heart
song performed by by Queen
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Smart Woman
Smart woman (in a real short skirt)
By: jimmy buffett, marshall chapman
1988
This song is about being in my 40's in the 80's. it seems i'm learing more than i'm forgetting.
-- spoken:
"so i told her, ooh you got money of your own? well, that gives me the urge to merge."
Bimbo limbo is where i've been
I know you know that it's wearing me thin
The times are changing, and it's about time
I'm rearrangin' all the guilt in my mind
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me home
Take me home
I'm not your macho kind of guy
But i can be so when i'm feeling shy
Hey, baby, where'd you get your good looks
Ooh, babe, i want to carry your books
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me home
Take me home
Beauty and brains (beauty and brains)
Best of both worlds (best of both worlds)
Think i can change (think i can change)
If you'll be my, be my, be my girl
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me home
Take me home
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman better take me home
Take me home
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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I Can't Find a Doll with a Chinese Face!
I've watched your children, playing in the sand,
Pretty little girls with a yellow hair-band,
Cheeky little boys with their snub-nosed faces,
Kicking and a-tripping over dragging shoe-laces,
Little brown eyes, and stubby little hands,
They laugh and delight, these children of the Han.
So why do their Ma ma's buy them little dolls
With blond hair and blue eyes from western malls?
Kan kan woman if you can can see,
Look in the mirror at your rare beauty;
Who's got the hair that would steal men's glances,
Coal black and straight, that your face enhances,
High cheek-bones, and your almond eyes
Now look at your child, be proud, be wise,
Why make them think they're less than they are
Than a blond haired bimbo in a western bar?
Sons of the dragon, and little princesses,
Need to be loved, to be held - caresses!
They should be playing with a doll just like them
Not something borrowed from a Disney production,
Toss all the Barbies and the blue-eyed babies,
Revel in the glow of your eastern features,
I'm just a westerner, wandering the place,
But I can't find a doll with a Chinese face!
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Modern Woman
He seeks a woman who is modern
Without a twinkle of concern
Today joy is no longer just a boy
A woman has more skills to deploy
She is a companion
She is an attraction
She is a distraction
She is a fascination
He seeks a woman who is modern
Parading streaks displaying stubborn
The concepts easy come and easy go
In his dictionary is a big 'No, No, No' especially to the bimbo
She must be able to joke and laugh
Tease him at playtime with a scarf
At home laboriously contribute
Always maintain her youth looking cute
He seeks a woman who is modern
Multi-tasking must be her pattern
Today with her skills wide-ranged
Her role has three sixty degrees changed
She is an intellect
She is almost perfect
She deserves respect
She is a mans hearts elect
He seeks a woman who is modern
Who is yearning to learn!
For the concept of equality
He knows is not a nonentity
Gone are days when it all began!
When woman was born of man
Everything worked according to plan
Till the ban, they both took cover and ran
He seeks a woman who is modern
Who is yearning to learn!
He knows somewhere in his head and mind
The modern woman has risen from behind
Copyright 2007 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Bounce
Jajajaja!
(Na', na'!)
Yeah!
(Give it up, come on!)
(Bimbo!)
(Junto a Queen'a!)
(Bounce with me!)
(B-bounce with me!)
Papis wanna bounce with me
Vente tu con la Queen
In the ________________
You know what I mean
Aqui en la disco bailando
Tocando, rozando
En frente de la gente es un escandalo
Come on
I know you want me
Baby, put your hands up on me
Si tu me quieres, dame de lo que tu tienes
Nene, tu sabes, que conmigo tu te vienes
Pa' mi casa
To my house you coming with me, baby
I know you want me
Baby, put your hands up on me
Si tu me quieres, dame de lo que tu tienes
Nene, tu sabes, que conmigo tu te vienes
Pa' mi casa
To my house you coming with me, baby
Yo quiero ser tu mami
I wanna be your mama
Llevarte pa' mi cuarto
Que bailes en mi cama
Rozarte hasta maana
Saber que tu me amas
Que enciendas tu la llama
Que mi cuerpo aclama
You wanna be my lover
Take me under the cover
I want you to get closer
And touch me like no other
I want you to call me Queen'a rica
Mami latina
Move it like a latina
Yo soy tu medicina
Y digo "Ow, ow!"
No pares
Don't ever stop, now
Deja que el ritmo te lleve
______________ on the track
Bounce with this
Yo se que esto es lo que quieres
En la disco tu lo mueves
Que mi musica te lleve, come on
I know you want me
Baby, put your hands up on me
Si tu me quieres, dame de lo que tu tienes
Nene, tu sabes, que conmigo tu te vienes
Pa' mi casa
To my house you coming with me, baby
I know you want me
Baby, put your hands up on me
Si tu me quieres, dame de lo que tu tie
song performed by by Ivy Queen
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F. I. N. E*
How wax drippin, honey what do you say
I got a brand new record that I gotta play
She says a not now boy but I did anyway
cause Im ready, so ready
Your lips smackin, patty whackin walkin the street
I got a rag top chevy, now Im back on my feet
I get and e.m.h.o* woody when I sitin the seat
cause Im ready, so ready, yeah
I got a girlfriend with the hoochie coochie eyes
cause in the pink she looks so fine
Shes got the cracker jack now
All I wants the prize, honey
I know these hookers down on 42:nd street but a
Ill-gotten bootys not my style
Ill take a raincheck till I get back on my feet, honey
cause Im all right
Oh, your daddy says Im all right
Oh, your mama says Im all right
Oh, my old lady says Im all right
Whip crackin floozy way out of control
She got a new kind of jelly in her jelly roll
I got the right key, baby, but the wrong key hole
And Im ready, so ready
Im a red hot pistol and Im ready to fight
Im a 38 special on a saturday night
Im gonna kiss your boo-boo, honey make it all right
cause Im ready, so ready
I got a crusier with a bimbo on the dash
It kinda keeps my ass in line
One little french kiss, honey, thets my kinda trash, yeah
My brand new babys lookin f.i.n.e.* - fine
The sun is shining every day
Aint got no rubbers, now its rainin all the time, honey
cause Im all right
My little sister says Im all right
Oh, my brother thinks Im all right
And my old lady knows Im all right
I feel like Im hung up on the line
Id die for you but we were partners in the crime
Everything about you is so f.i.n.e. - fine
Lets put our clothes back on
And by the way girl, whats your name again
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Oh yeah, yeah
cause Im all right
Oh, your daddy says Im all right
Oh, and tipper thinks Im all right
Oh, joe perry says Im all right
I pitch my tent in the pouring rain
I got a back-seat lover thats a-callin my name
Shes gonna blow my cover, shes as hot as a flame
But Im ready
I shove my tongue right between your cheeks
Fee I havent made love now, for 24 weeks
I hear that youre so tight now your lovin squeaks
And Im ready, so ready
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....
song performed by by Aerosmith
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F.I.N.E.
4:08
Pump
Hot wax dripping honey what do you say
I got a brand new record that I gotta play
She says not now boy but I did anyway
Cause I'm ready
So ready
Lip smacking paddy whacking walking the street
I got a ragtop Chevy and I'm back on my feet
I get a mean hard woody when I sit in the seat
Cause I'm ready
So ready
I got a girlfriend with the hootchie kootchie eyes
Cause in the pink she looks so fine
She's got the crackerjack now all I want's the prize honey
I know there's hookers down on 42nd street, but
Ill-gotten booty's not my style
I'll take a raincheck till I get back on my feet honey
Cause I'm all right -- ooh your daddy says I'm
All right -- mmm your mama says
All right -- and my old lady says I'm
All right
Whip cracking floozy way out of control
She got a new kind of jelly in her jelly roll
I got the right key baby but the wrong keyhole
I'm ready
So ready
I'm a red hot pistol and I'm ready to fight
I'm a .38 Special on a Saturday night
I'm gonna kiss your booboo honey make it all right
Cause I'm ready
So ready
I got a cruiser with a bimbo on the dash
It kinda keeps my ass in line
One little French kiss honey that's my kind of trash!
My brand new baby's looking F.I.N.E. fine
The sun is shining every day
Ain't got no rubbers now it's raining all the time honey!
I'm all right -- my little sister says I'm
All right -- ohhh my brother thinks I'm
All right -- and my old lady knows I'm
All right
I feel like I'm hung up on the line
I'd die for you but we were partners in the crime
Everything about you is so F.I.N.E. fine
Let's put our clothes back on and
By the way girl what's your name again?
I'm all right -- ooh your daddy says I'm
All right -- ooh even Tipper thinks I'm
All right -- and Joe Perry says I'm
All right
Pitch my tent in the pouring rain
I got a back seat lover that's calling my name
She gonna blow my cover -- she's hot as a flame
But I'm ready
So ready
I shove my tongue right between your cheeks
I haven't made love now for twenty-five weeks
I hear that you're so tight your loving squeaks
And I'm ready
So ready
(If I could I surely would
Stand in the place Hollywood)
Aerosmith
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Skeletons (In Your Closet)
(ian hunter/darrel bath/honest john plain)
(transcribed by adrian perkins; corrections by colin ford)
Bimbo, flirts, sluts in skirts - muscles brightly glisten
Conversations full of filth - lets all have a listen
Oh dear oh dear we live in fear
Media bulbs a poppin
If youre bent, theyre on your scent
There can be no stoppin
Peroxide blondes, vagabonds, into eavy metal
Your hair looks like its been done by a dyke with a score to settle
Mud needs raking, photos taken of your murky past
Haunts you, taunts you, love it dont you
Hey hey the gangs all here
Pimps n pervs, straights n queers
Enquiring minds want to sneer at the skeletons in your closet
Sunday morning in the park,
Down the pub or in the bath
Well all have a good old laugh
At the skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Its bloody marvellous - innit?
Its bloody marvellous - innit?
Juicy bits, saucy snips, theres gold in them there gutters
Blue rinse mob on the job, curtains all a-flutter
Its cheapo culture, bleeding ulcers, burnt out by the score
Lurid tales never fails to shock you to the core
Kinky boots n rubbber suits,
Its all going on next door!
Caught you, taught you, love it dont you
If youve had your face re-done
If you spank your girlfriends bum
We can all join in the fun
At the skeletons in your closet
Whats the world coming to?
Aint we got nothin better to do?
To spend all day sifting through
The skeletons in your closet
Hey hey the gangs all here
Pimps n pervs, straights n queers
Enquiring minds want to sneer
At the skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Skeletons
(ian hunter/darrel bath/honest john plain)
(transcribed by adrian perkins; corrections by colin ford)
Bimbo, flirts, sluts in skirts - muscles brightly glisten
Conversation's full of filth - let's all have a listen
Oh dear oh dear we live in fear
Media bulbs a poppin'
If you're bent, they're on your scent
There can be no stoppin'
Peroxide blondes, vagabonds, into 'eavy metal
Your hair looks like its been done by a dyke with a score to settle
Mud needs raking, photos taken of your murky past
Haunts you, taunts you, love it don't you
Hey hey the gang's all here
Pimps 'n' pervs, straights 'n' queers
Enquiring minds want to sneer at the skeletons in your closet
Sunday morning in the park,
Down the pub or in the bath
We'll all have a good old laugh
At the skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
It's bloody marvellous - innit?
It's bloody marvellous - innit?
Juicy bits, saucy snips, there's gold in them there gutters
Blue rinse mob on the job, curtains all a-flutter
It's cheapo culture, bleeding ulcers, burnt out by the score
Lurid tales never fails to shock you to the core
Kinky boots 'n' rubbber suits,
It's all going on next door!
Caught you, taught you, love it don't you
If you've had your face re-done
If you spank your girlfriend's bum
We can all join in the fun
At the skeletons in your closet
What's the world coming to?
Ain't we got nothin' better to do?
To spend all day sifting through
The skeletons in your closet
Hey hey the gang's all here
Pimps 'n' pervs, straights 'n' queers
Enquiring minds want to sneer
At the skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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