Sparks - Moustache lyrics

A lady gets a lotta things She gets a 20 carat ring She gets the alimony too She gets to look good in the nude But there's one place where they've been whipped Between the nose and upper lip My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache One hundred hairs make a man I tried a handlebar design My Fu Manchu was real fine My Ronald Colman made 'em blink My Pancho Villa made 'em think But when I trimmed it real small My Jewish friends would never call My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache One hundred hairs make a man One hundred hairs make a man One hundred hairs make a man My-My-My Moustache My-My-My Moustache My-My-My Moustache They call me sir, and that ain't bad Sometimes they think that I'm my Dad And women flirt and you can bet They like that tickle that they get The only time I feel bad Is when the guess the lunch I've had My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache My-My-My-My-My Moustache Moustache Moustache Moustache...