Dress Rehearsal Rag
I was born in a beauty salo
My father was a dresser of hai
My mother was a girl you could call o
When you called she was always ther
When you called she was always ther
When you called she was always ther
When you called she was always ther
When you called she was always ther
Ah but don't go home with your hard-o
It will only drive you insan
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motow
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
I've looked behind all of the face
That smile you down to you knee
And the lips that say, Come on, taste u
And when you try to they make you say Pleas
When you try to they make you say Pleas
When you try to they make you say Pleas
When you try to they make you say Pleas
When you try to they make you say Pleas
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ..
Here come's your bride with her veil o
Approach her, you wretch, if you dar
Approach her, you ape with your tail o
Once you have her she'll always be ther
Once you have her she'll always be ther
Once you have her she'll always be ther
Once you have her she'll always be ther
Once you have her she'll always be ther
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ..
So I work in that same beauty salo
I'm chained to the old masquerad
The lipstick, the shadow, the silicon
I follow my father's trad
I follow my father's trad
Yes I follow my father's trad
Yes I follow my father's trad
Yes I follow my father's trad
Ah but don't go home with your hard-o
It will only drive you insan
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motow
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rai
You can't melt it down in the rain
