Well hello, pretty woman You're looking good With a yellow dot skirt And you're swaying, hah You look as though you've ate your one last meal You're conceit is all thats left, you can sing a spiel You used to hide away in Kiosk land Let's find you out and loosen up You're so upset Making coffee for the poor machines Stipulate, copulate for all his schemes I have you You have me We go where we want to be We have it We have fun We go places to have some, hah Well, they're as stiff as New York With the right wing lights And the babies get for real if the group is right Following her swallowing some two tone pills They said he's looking crazy but he's so well built You're moving steady, soon you'll be that star Don't wrap up my tomorrows in your infectious car They'll line you up and strip you down you'll see That you're still the horny two eyed b**h you used to be Your mothers and your fathers and your boyfriend too They're hiding places can't and won't expect you to But he's seen shadows upon that ball Fix the cast or fix to catch the things they install They'll soon realize that stardom's going to your head They'll visualize you rising my poor blood is dead Your mother, father, brother, sister too Natural best All the best go on you I have you You have me We go where we want to be We have it We have fun We go places to have some La la, la la, la la, la la, la La la, la la, la la, la la, la La la, la la, la la, la la, la