| Lyrics: | We can stand naked on the corner of Main Street, baby, and
Let everybody slow down and take a
look
You can drive your Cadillac to the library, baby, and maybe read the
Last ten pages of
an Agatha Christie book
You can feed my cat to my dog
And turn around and feed my dog to my
horse
You can screw the whole damn royal family, baby, until they
All get a
divorce
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, you can do anything you wanna do, baby
I swear it
will not bother me
Cause, baby, you know
Baby, you know you've got to
You've got
to
You've got to be what you're going to be
You can burn down the orphanage, baby, over
there on the
Poor side of town
You can go to the circus, baby, frighten the
elephants
See if you can get them to maybe,
Trample a clown
You can steal the prize out
of my box of cereal, baby, and
Replace it with a rat
You can walk up to someone who might be
a little overweight
And be kinda sensitive about it and say |
