The Blues Song - The Dead Milkmen



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



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