Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes He got down but he never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight He says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least"Īnd some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone, watchin' the young girls danceĪnd some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the East She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot, snappin' his fingers, clappin' his handsĪnd some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her handĪnd now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sandĪnd some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers, "Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band"Ĭut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, the calliope crashed to the ground With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
Song Lyrics Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat