Dead Milkmen - The Blues Song Lyrics
We can stand ***** on the corner of Main Street, baby, andLet everybody slow down and take a lookYou can drive your Cadillac to the library, baby, and maybe read theLast ten pages of an Agatha Christie bookYou can feed my cat to my dogAnd turn around and feed my dog to my horseYou can screw the whole damn royal family, baby, until theyAll get a divorceBaby, baby, babyBaby, you can do anything you wanna do, babyI swear it will not bother meCause, baby, you knowBaby, you know you've got toYou've got toYou've got to be what you're going to beYou can burn down the orphanage, baby, over there on thePoor side of townYou can go to the circus, baby, frighten the elephantsSee if you can get them to maybe,Trample a clownYou can steal the prize out of my box of cereal, baby, andReplace it with a ratYou can walk up to someone who might be a little overweightAnd be kinda sensitive about it and say