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Local Mix-Up / Murder ChargeRimming an ashtray, face in the lightLocal mix-up, someone fix up what we broke up The pleasure seekers are out there tonight Local mix-up, someone fix up what we broke up You as a person have got to think fast 'Cause this is a party that's not gonna last And this is the same place the fly got smashed Dress him, dress him, dress him, dress him Dress him, dress him, dress him like a queen Dress him, dress him, dress him, dress him Dress him, dress him, dress him like a queen Rimming an ashtray, face in the light Local mix-up, someone fix up what we broke up The pleasure seekers are out there tonight Local mix-up, someone fix up what we broke up You as a person have got to think fast 'Cause this is a party that's not gonna last And this is the same place the fly got smashed Dress him, dress him, dress him, dress him Dress him, dress him, dress him like a queen Dress him, dress him, dress him, dress him Dress him, dress him, dress him like a queen ============================= In the early days he was bursting with confidence I saw the light changing Over the years he began to submerge The nervous wreck we know him to be The nervous twisted wreck So watch out for Joker Bob I wish he were just a distant relative But he's razor close like Brylcreem gelatin Icy cold acid in his heart And with this we shall draw the electrifying conclusion They strapped him in still chewing his bubblegum Gave him the Jesus-shock As the reporters watched Finally his ticker stopped They buried him with a smile on his puss And that's the electrifying conclusion |