Letra de Jim Nabors, From Bass To Mezzo-Soprano

Female, you bore me
Cause that's what you do
So I stole from you
Cause that's what I do
I stole your black-red dress, I laid it on my bed
I laid your black-red in my fallow field
I waved it as a conquering banner out my truck's window
It grew a rip up the thigh that conquered me
And I gave up
Cause that's what I do
I was alone, late one night
And I put on your black-red dress
I wiggled and I giggled
As I danced to Cheap Trick
And I caught my reflection in my RCA TV
I wanted to take myself down like I do
Then behind my reflection was the bass voice of Jim Nabors
Saying his line, his line, his line, his line
And I stopped dancing
And I did cry
Cause that's what I do
I wore your black-red dress down to the discotheque
The boys made sugary movements with their red, wet lips
They give me charms, they gave me fruit drinks, they gave me catcalls
They lifted up the hem of your dress and were surprised, surprised, surprised
They put my hem down
Cause that's what they do
I wore your black-red dress down to the foreign drug store
"I am Habib Shaheem. Welcome, mister. Oh, sorry, ma'am. For you, what I can do?"
I pulled out my tire iron that I'd hung underneath your dress
I held it in a most threatful manner, said "Surprise, surprise, surprise!"
"Shazam, shazam! Why, oh why, did I give up on my country?"
"Oh, golly, Christ, why, oh why, did I give up on my god?"
And I sang, cause that's what you'd do
We all got something we do
Maybe you drive around the schoolyard and look on the little boys
Maybe you stay late on the farm and have your way with the beasts
Maybe you go to Kitty's Arcade, with 24 hours of pleasure shows
You turn your back and watch the reflection of the girls
As they dance, dance, dance
As they dance, dance, dance
As they dance, dance, dance
Like I do
As they dance, dance, dance
As they dance, dance, dance
As they dance, dance, dance
Like I do
As they dance, dance, dance
As they dance, dance, dance
As they dance, dance, dance
Like I do