Adam ant
Party`s over it`s time to change
Shoes away i neatly arrange
Next the hairdo
On the block
Put away my lovely frock
T.v.-t.v.
Underwear all tidied away
Thirty eight bust just for a day
Heels so high
My furs so fine
All a woman`s things, they are mine
T.v. - t.v.
Oh, i`m a joyous glad t.v.
Why don`t you come t.v. with me?
I know a girl who loves to dress me
Up like this and then caress me
To remind me of the way
I used to go both night and day
In femininity there`s pride
We`ll marry soon
I`ll be the bride
Chi chi pamela or barbara
What a good girl you really are
Poetry is awful, so is your prose
What`s your gender?
No one knows
T.v. - t.v.
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ADAM ANT lyrics