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To catalina on a fishing boat |
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We call it henry cisneros |
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We got no money but we stay afloat |
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The jellyfishes don't scare us |
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You're telling everybody life's a ball |
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Too many pleasures to mention |
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You do a cartwheel in the shopping mall |
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You seem to get their attention |
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In your red toupee |
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In your red toupee |
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You take your number to a broadway play |
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It keeps her well out of danger |
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You're blowing bubbles in the matinee |
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You never looked any stranger |
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In your red toupee |
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In your red toupee |
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People say that you're unusual |
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You just tell them they're confused |
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If only they were more like you |
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They'd brighten up their day |
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In your red toupee |
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In your red toupee |
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Promenades in furs and laces |
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People put on airs and graces |
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Bedroom eyes in boardroom faces |
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Oh where will it lead |
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To catalina on a fishing boat |
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We call it henry cisneros |
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We got no money but we stay afloat |
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Those jellyfishes don't scare us |
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In our red toupees |
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Oh we got our red toupees |
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In your mauve toupee |
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Turquoise toupee |
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In your green toupee |
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Cerise toupee |
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Why are you wearing that strange toupee |