Your mama said you'd better wear clean pants if you're steppin' out tonight,
Last time you went out on the town got yourself into a fight,
You keep trying to be one of the boys, but look at the way you dress,
Got your head up your own arsehole, and your life is just a mess;
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All these thing that you've been trying to hide - precious -
Now this burlesque is just a thin disguise,
Everyone knows you're just living a lie
You're so precious.
Slippin' and sliding like a carpet snake with shifty beady eyes,
Even the numbers in your Filofax can't make you dignified,
You've got to take a good look at yourself and ask yourself the reason why
You make a hobby of this cruel deceit - caught up in your own lies;
All these things you've been trying to hide - precious -
Now this burlesque is just a thin disguise
Everyone knows you're just living a lie
You're so precious
Bozo the sheriff from the local bank is sniffin' your back tires
He's got a letter from the magistrate, they're rip offs cheats and liars