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MirandaDo you have a problemWould you like someone to solve them Would you like someone to share in your misery? Now, I don't know the answer But I know a flamenco dancer Who will dance for you if you will dance for me Her name's Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band Early Sunday morning When the sermon lines are forming And Saturday night is the memories that it gave She's busy in the pantry Far away from Elmer Gantry Who is busy baking souls that he may save Everybody's soul but Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band The dice of death are calling While the truck of time is falling By the thumb stuck out on the highway of the years The tollgate at the turnpike Is ignored by those who hitch-hike And the Howard Johnson food is made of fear But not Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band The sun burnt skin is peeling On the doctors who are healing And the license plates are laughing on the car The pain is so exciting And everyone's inviting You to look upon their operation scars But not Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band The condiments are clashing While commercial planes are crashing And the music of the evening is so sweet Now fully in agreement Oh, their feet have found the cement And they all believe the signs are on the street Her name's Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band In the bar we're gin and scotching While the FBI is watching They are tape recording every other word The bartender is bleeding Pardon me, I just was leaving As another clever voice repeats absurd But not Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band Do you have a problem Would you like someone to solve them Would you like someone to share in your misery? Now, I don't know the answer, but I know a flamenco dancer Who will dance for you if you will dance for me Her name's Miranda She's a Rudolph Valentino fan And she doesn't claim to understand She bakes brownies for the boys in the band |