Dorothy Lyrics

I think I saw her on "Lifestyles of the famous"
Her dad was very debonair in his designer colostomy
Little pink ribbons and a taffetta napkin
Curls, curls, curls in her perfect hair

Out in the streets a man's sucking on a bottle
She hands him a nickel cause life is unfair
Politically she's so correct, she's always dressed in black
She wants to go uptown, she wants to try some crack

Dorothy your shoes are fabulous (Dorothy!)
Beefy calves in poppy fields (God is dead!)
Flying monkeys dressed like bellmen (Dorothy!)
Dorothy, you're melting Mother is quite scandalized be her addict's taste
She sent her to the Hamptons with a republican date
Now Dorothy is pregnant with a fascist baby
Bellyfull of nothing but mommy's disgrace

Dorothy your shoes are fabulous (Dorothy!)
Beefy calves in poppy fields (God is dead!)
Flying monkeys dressed like bellmen (Dorothy!)
Dorothy, you're melting

Dorothea
Dorothy!
Dorothea
Dorothy!
Dorothea

I-ay-I-ay-I

Lifestyles of the rich and famous
Blue chip family stock swept under the rug

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