The Manhattan Transfer - 10 Minutes Till the Savages Come lyrics

Spiked heels and porkpie hat - Have you on the mend In no time flat A shimmy and a shake, A pitter and pat Hey there sugar - Take a look at that! Don't you despair 'cause your Fantasy life is nowhere Under my care you'll be Back in the pink Drunk without a drink Tunnel down in soft silk and satin Loosen up and roll to the Rumble of the drum Make believe it's midnite In Manhattan 10 minutes till the savages come Come here and don't look back - Meet me at the end Of the cul-de-sac Come on! Stand up at attention And I'll do the same Hey there tiger, Now don't you be ashamed Life has a way of destroying our Sense of child's play But under my wing you'll be Back in the pink Drunk without a drink Tunnel down in soft silk and satin Let your backbone roll to the rumble of the drum Make believe it's midnite in Manhattan 10 minutes till the savages come Sigmund Freud himself Wouldn't have needed to worry If his hands were tied by me There's no neurosis that this Doctor can't diagnose I'll find the monster and Deliver a lethal dose Life has a way of destroying Our sense of child's play But under my wing you'll be Back in the pink Drunk without a drink Tunnel down in soft silk and satin Loosen up and roll to the Rumble of the drum Make believe it's midnite In Manhattan 10 minutes till the savages come Spiked heels and porkpie hat - Have you on the mend In no time flat A shimmy and a shake, A pitter and pat Hey there sugar - Take a look at that!