It's a God awful small affairTo the girl with the mousey hairBut her mummy is yelling, "No!"And her daddy has told her to goBut her friend is no where to be seenNow she walks through her sunken dreamTo the seat with the clearest viewAnd she's hooked to the silver screenBut the film is a sadd'ning boreFor she's lived it ten times or moreShe could spit in the eyes of foolsAs they ask her to focus onSailorsFighting in the dance hallOh man!Look at those cavemen goIt's the freakiest showTake a look at...
