TODD & KAREN LYRICS
TODD & KAREN LYRICS
BOUGIE SUZIE
Bougie Suzie cruising down Down to Beardsley’s part of town Suzie, you can’t miss her In her brand new Tesla Bougie Suzie’s cruising now Bougie Suzie – what a sight Past the ladies of the night She likes boasting no end Just another Tesla friend Bougie Suzie cruising down She’s in Beardsley’s part of town Thinks she’s lady luck and doesn’t give a fuck (Doesn’t give a fuck) Bougie Suzie what comes now? Bougie Suzie looking down on the people of the town She thinks she’s immune in her electrical cocoon Round the corner comes Beardsley, striding fiercely In satin along the boulevard, leading the charge All the rent boys and girls, with lashes and curls Follows on in dissent when they can see Suzie out on her spree Turns out Suzie’s in trouble, takes off on the double She’s speeding away from the boulevard, she’s trying too hard Cos taking exception is not her delection at all Suzie can’t you finally…just let people be Bougie Suzie cruising down Tesla’s going out of town Bumps B
JUICY GOSSIP FROM THE MOTHERSHIP
Here's a lament for the perpetually hip Some juicy gossip from the mothership Whose fame was short and whose fall was quick A tidbit shared amidst an ego trip I dare not speak my mind Every time I do I get in deeper shit (bit by bit by bit) If you were to pick my brain I'd merely direct you over to the queens who reign Don't mind my pain And here's a verse for those who aim to be cool A whispered secret from the secondary school (Sweet Mother Mary) Whose style was envied but oh-so-cruel Aided and abetted by some useful fools I dare not speak my mind... Yeah hear our tale of those who crack their whips Some spicy chatter from the brothership Whose fame was brief and whose decline was swift Leaving in its wake the most gigantic rift That's it then, Todd! When's the last train out of here?
NORWEGIAN SUMMER
Here's a lament for the perpetually hip Some juicy gossip from the mothership Whose fame was short and whose fall was quick A tidbit shared amidst an ego trip I dare not speak my mind Every time I do I get in deeper shit (bit by bit by bit) If you were to pick my brain I'd merely direct you over to the queens who reign Don't mind my pain And here's a verse for those who aim to be cool A whispered secret from the secondary school (Sweet Mother Mary) Whose style was envied but oh-so-cruel Aided and abetted by some useful fools I dare not speak my mind... Yeah hear our tale of those who crack their whips Some spicy chatter from the brothership Whose fame was brief and whose decline was swift Leaving in its wake the most gigantic rift That's it then, Todd! When's the last train out of here?
BLACKPOOL LIGHTS
Phone message: "Hey Todd, Karen here... So listen, I've been thinking... What if we took a trip to Weymouth this weekend?" Do you know what I'd like to do? I'd like to head up to Blackpool with you On a Friday night And to see the lights, oh yeah Do you know what I'd like to do? I'd like to drive up to Blackpool with you And to see the lights It'll be a ride I admit it's not like Vegas or Reno or even Atlantic City But it's what we have Yeah, it's what we have Be grateful for what you have Oh yeah Do you know what I'd like to do? I'd like to shoot up to Blackpool with you On a Friday night We'll be such a fright, oh yeah Do you know what I'd rather do? I'd catch the train up to Blackpool with you And to see the lights On a Friday night I admit it's not like Paris or Venice or Florence or old Vienna But it's what we have (it's what we have right now) Yeah, it's what we have ('twas always great somehow) You've got to be grateful for what you have Yeah, do you know what
L12
Sycophants and single mums Getting out of this one-horse town Ain't nobody getting them down As the train starts a-rollin’ You might get stuck with a dork from Cork As the boulevard's fading from view But you know it's the best for you Now anything can happen All aboard the L12 You might get stuck with a dork from Cork As the boulevard's fading from view But you know it's the best for you Now anything can happen
COSMO CROWD
Out in the country where the birds they sing Green trees, clean, blue rivers Where the fish can swim Not always comfy in a cosmo crowd I'm at my happiest alone Away from everyone and all the nagging and the stress Then I'm at my best Out in the country there is peace and love Flowers in the meadow and the rivers flow on Not always comfy in a cosmo crowd I'm at my happiest alone Away from everyone and all the nagging and the stress Then I'm at my best
MR BEARDSLEY
When you wear that sequined, red dress, baby You send me to cloud nine Meanwhile you don those lace tights just to thrill me I can't believe you're mine You're realistically cheesy And so amazingly sleazy when you squeeze me And you do what it takes to please me When you pierce those brown, dark eyes into me I nigh on hit the floor Those sultry, huge hips swiveling all around me I'm like an open door You're realistically cheesy And so deliciously sleazy when you squeeze me And you do what's required to please me, Mr. Beardsley Yeah, you do what is needed to please me, when you squeeze me Ever so cheesy Astoundingly sleazy You're realistically cheesy And so remarkably sleazy when you squeeze me And I do really love you when you squeeze me, Mr. Beardsley Yeah, I do really love you, Mr. Beardsley, you're so sleazy Mr. Beardsley
BARBARA BARBARA BARBARA
Barbara Barbara Barbara, I love you And I wonder... if Barbara loves me too Barbara Barbara Barbara, I love you And I wonder...if Barbara loves me too When you wear that floral dress Never failing to impress You make me weaker in the knees When I watch you from the wings When you speak it's like you sing I start to love you even more Barbara Barbara Barbara, I love you And I wonder... if Barbara loves me too