In the mirror, when I´m debonair My reactions are my own affair A body likes to be near the bone Oh Nancy, Leslie, Jack and Joan I die when I´m alone, alone
Shake your booty when your back is bent Put your feelings where my mouth just went As serious as things do seem At least you´ve put me on the team And friends do rule supreme, ok
Oh, pardon you, me With a capital ´c´ And who would have thought With a capital nought? In between the lines
Ooohhhhhhhhhh
Spread your chickens when you think of next What the Dickens if they´re highly-sexed? Through channels that were once canals
Do lift the heart of my morale To know that we are pals, yes
Oh, vanity fair With a capital ´v´ You give me a share You take it from me Oh, jolly good show With a capital ´o´ It´s terrific to go Hellooo