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You'll find happy hearts, and smiling faces
And tolerance for the ethnic races - in Denton

You'll find a rambling rose and a picket fence

Tenderness and innocence - in Denton

You'll find conference rooms
And a children's playground
Denton is a real OK town
Civic pride and civic duty
And Denton girls are
(wolf whistle)
Full of beauty

You may call us the goody goody two shoes
We're here to cheer you with the good news
That D-E-N-T-O-N gets T-E-N
That's ten out of ten!

If you're looking for a life of leisure

You're going to get a whole lot to please ya

Again and again

And again and again

And again!

Denton, Denton, you've got no pretension
You're where the heart is, you're OK
Denton, Denton, I'd just like to mention
You're the home of youth
You're America's truth
You're Denton, Denton, U.S.A.

This is the Mecca of America

The Bethlehem of the West

This is the birthplace of the virtuous

The home of happiness

Leisurewise, we're sure you will adapt

Enjoy your stay, have a happy holiday

And we'll all put Denton, Denton, on the map

Denton, Denton, you've got no pretension
You're where the heart is, you're OK
Denton, Denton, I'd just like to mention
You're the home of youth
You're America's truth
You're Denton, Denton, U.S.A.

Denton, Denton, you've got (clap) no pretension
You're (clap) where the heart is, you're OK
Denton, Denton, I'd just (clap) like to mention
You're (clap) the acceptable face
(clap) Of the human race
You're (clap) Denton, Denton, U.S.A.

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Standby for Marriage Maze

Dear blender
Oh won't you help a first offender
Oh, toaster
Don't you put the burn on me
Refrigerator, why are we always sooner or later
Bitchin' in the kitchen or crying in the bedroom all night

Dear knife drawer
Now won't you help me to face life more
Oh, trashcan
Don't you put the dirt on me
Oh percolator, why are we always sooner or later
Bitchin' in the kitchen or crying in the bedroom all night

Everything used to be OK
But I've been had
And Brad, I'm glad to say, is on his way
Micro-digital awaker, why are we always sooner or later
Bitchin' in the kitchen or crying in the bedroom all night

Shower curtain
Oh won't you help me to be certain
Oh, toothpaste
Don't you put the squeeze on me
Depilitator, why are we always sooner or later
Bitchin' in the kitchen or crying in the bedroom all night

Tell me spectator, why are always sooner or later
Bitchin' in the kitchen or crying in the bedroom all night!

If only you knew how to win some prizes
If only you knew how to play
If you could sleep nights
Stop your crying
Then you might find out I still love you in my own way

If that's not enough then I am so sorry I met you
It was almost like leading you on
But there's more to it all
Than just wringing your heart out over something
That keeps on going wrong

So don't tell me you love me
How am I supposed to know what that means
No don't sell emotion
You can't find devotion
If you're falling apart at the seams

I hope that you smile
When you reach your conclusion
I hope that you'll know just what to say
But if it should mean that the party's over
You should know that I still love you
You should know that I still love you
You should know that I still love you
In my own way
In my own way
In my own way
In my own way

A man should call the toss
Wear the pants, and be the boss
A man should be the drink
For his own damn sake

And men should the misters
And the masters of their sisters
A man should be the reason
For a heart to break

A man should cut the lawn
Change the tire, mend the worn
A man should never wait
To oil a rusting gate

Men should hold the key positions
In our country's great traditions
A man should put the food
Upon the family plate

So, be moral
Don't quarrel
Fair and square is best

Let me alert you
That virtue won't hurt you
Or desert you

If you wear hair on your chest

So always remember to follow the rules

Box clever

And jocks never

Hock another jock's tools

A man should wax a car
Fix a fuse, and tend the bar
A man should like his brow
To be wet with sweat

Men should know the right occasions
To indulge in tax evasions
A man should know the settings
That his spark plugs get

Faggots are maggots
Thank God I'm a man

Oh, why aren't they doing
Tomorrow's new dance steps
The way they used to yesterday
And who draws a perfect circle anymore

And if you're waiting for greatness
To shake hands with you
You better daydream your life away
I've only wanted one thing and that's for sure

You're not just looking at a fast food king
Just another well known face
You're not looking at a king of anything

I'm gonna shoot for the moon
I'm gonna play high noon
I'm gonna take on the entire human race

You're not looking at a king

You're looking at an ace

Oooh, I've got the sight
And I've seen the light
And I'm gonna see the coming day
When the sun in the sky
Is a spotlight just for me

I want to take my time
And rock some rhyme
Oh, it's gonna take your breath away
You'll be the front page rage of the age
Just wait and see

You're not just looking at a fast food king
Just another well known face
You're not looking at the king of anything

We're gonna shoot for the moon
We're gonna play high noon
We're gonna take on the entire human race

You're not looking at a king

No no no no no
You're looking at an ace

You're looking at an ace

You're looking at a goddamn ace

You're looking at an ace

You're looking at an ace

You're looking at an ace

You're looking at an a-a-a-a-ace

I feel the heat from your skin
And the stubble on your chin
You're no good

You're no good

You've got dirt on your hands
And everybody understands
You're no good

Mmmm...you're no good

Oh, what a joke

What a joke

You feel like choking
You play for broke

You play for broke

He'll leave you smoking

Oh, romance is not a children's game

But you keep going back
It's driving you insane

Drift into the Treacle deep
Slip into its silent depths
(Go to sleep)
With your everything akimbo
Float into the sandman's limbo

Night night

Night night

It's time for bye-byes
It's been a great day, thanks a heap
Now it's time for everyone to go to sleep

Night night
It's time for bye-byes
It's been a great day, thanks a heap
Now it's time for everyone to go to sleep

Ever since I was a little boy
Dressing up has always been my greatest joy
But when it's time to be discreet
There's one thing you just can't beat
And that's a strapless backless classical little black dress

Well first you go rip rip rip
Then you go snip snip snip
Then you whip in a zip zip zip
And split it up to the hip hip hip
And as you strip strip strip
You shiver, and quiver, for that soft caress
As you slip slip slip
Into that little black dress

Ever since I was the eina kliena heiren
It was the cordon bleu
For which I am most caring
And the one taste treat so sweet
That really can't be beat
Is what we have here, how you are, caviar
That little black mess

Well first you go rip rip rip
Then you go snip snip snip
Then you whip in a zip zip zip
Split it up to the hip hip hip
And as you strip strip strip
Oh you quiver, shiver, for that soft caress
As you slip slip slip
Into that little black dress

That minimal (minimal)
Criminal (criminal)
Siniful little black dress

Let's face it Mac that basic black is coming back

Let's face it Mac that basic black is coming back

Let's face it Mac that basic black is coming back

That minimal (minimal)
Criminal (criminal)
Siniful little black dress

There's just the two of me
Alone at last together
We've got the luck so far
We are my lucky star
(Star star star star star star star star...)

Deep in the heart of me
I love every part of me
All I can see in me
Is danger and ecstasy
One thing there couldn't be
Is any more me in me

This is the me of me
Me me me

Me me
Me me me
Me me me

I am my destiny
Je croie en toujour en moi, ha ha
I'd never lie to me
I'd be willing to die for moi
I'll pray every day to me
And here's what I'd say to me

This is the me of me
Me me me

Me me
Me me me
Me me me
Me me me

Oh, me me
Me me me
Yeah, me me
Look at me
Moi moi

I'm not a loco with motive to suture myself
I've been a cynic for too many years
Playing doctor and nurse, it can be good for your health
I've seen clinics with those gimmicks in Tangiers

But if you open your heart to a smooth operator
He'll take you for all that you've got
He'll hand you a curse that'll be with you later
It'll shake you the way he takes off like a shot

You need a bit of

Ooooh...Shock Treatment

Gets you jumping like a real live wire
Need a bit of

Ooooh...Shock Treatment

So look out Mister, don't you blow your last resistor
For a vista that'll mystify ya

You're blinded by romance, you're blinded by science
You're condition is critically grave
But don't expect mercy from such an alliance
Suspicion of traditions so new wave

You need a bit of

Ooooh...Shock Treatment

Gets you jumping like a real live wire
Need a bit of

Ooooh...Shock Treatment

So look out Mister, don't you blow your last resistor
For a sister that'll certify ya, fy ya, fy ya

You need a bit of

Ooooh...Shock Treatment

Gets you jumping like a real live wire
You need a bit of

Ooooh...Shock Treatment

So look out Mister, don't you blow your last resistor
For a sister that'll certify ya, fy ya, fy ya, fy ya!

Carte Blanche is like an avalanche
It kinda snowballs and sets you free
Ahhhhhh ah
Carte Blanche is like an avalanche
It kinda snowballs and sets you free
Ahhhhhh ah
Carte Blanche is like an avalanche
It kinda snowballs and sets you free
Ahhhhhh ah

So if you're looking for a standard
To which you can aspire
Then baby, look at me!
Oh oh oh!
Look at me!

I'm in a cul de sac
And I gotta go back
So come on feet
We're gonna hit the streets
We've got it made
I'm looking for trade

I'm looking for love!

I'm looking for trade
I need some young blood
I need some young blood
I need it now

I need some young blood
I need some young blood

And we're gonna get it somehow

I'm on a dead end street
I'm like a dog in heat
I'm like a kid with no toys
I wanna get those boys
Oooh, I can't delay
I'm looking for trade

I'm looking for love!

I'm looking for trade

Oh, we're all living
Like there's no tomorrow
The way things are going
That's probably true
But without you and me, sis
The world would fall to pieces
Vena Cava, who's the raver?

Our raving savior, that's you

I'm on a primrose path
I'm looking for a little laugh
Remember, it's no fun
To be the chosen one
There are games to be played
Looking for trade

I'm looking for love!

I'm looking for trade!
I need some

Young blood

I need some

Young blood

I need it now
Ohhhhh, I need some

Young blood

I need some

Young blood

And I'm gonna get it somehow
I'm looking for trade!

Like a virgin with an urgin in a surgery
I'll be swinging, I'll be bringing out the nurse in me

The art will start when I play my part
As a healer who will steal your heart

Oh, look what I did to my Id
Oh, look what I did to my Id

With neurosis in profusion

And psychosis in your soul

Eliminate confusion

And hide inside a brand new role

Like a good time girl, I'm gonna try some new tricks

This could be the start of a whole new career

Got a deep plum lipstick, and some therapeutics

This could take us to a town that's nowhere near here

Got some heartfelt symptoms and I'm feeling sneaky

Young male intern, tall and handsome

Got my hems so high, they say I'm being cheeky

Legs like mine are really made for dancing

Whoa whoa whoa!
Hey hey hey!

When heaven's in the music
Hell is in control
The angels got the voices
But the devil got the Rock and Roll!

We may look like we're phony medics
But we took our look from a book by Frederick's
Oh, look what I did to my Id - Id!
Look what I did to my Id

With a suburban garage sound
Let's hear it for Oscar Drill and the Bits!

One, two, one two three four

I know how it feels
To be cooling my heels
I've been down on them
Long enough
But if I take to them now
Then maybe somehow
You'll see through the bluff
I'm not playing it tough

I've been a lifetime on deposit
And that's a long time in the closet

And if you say to me

How was it?

It was hard taking
That heart breaking
God forsaken route
But I'm

Buh buh buh buh buh buh

Breaking out!
Ooh!

You may say that you choose
To be in my shoes
But look what it
Did for me
I got buried alive
I don't thrive on that jive
Look and you'll see
That the spikes don't fit me

I've been a lifetime on deposit
And that's a long time in the closet

And if you say to me

How was it?

It was hard taking
That heart breaking
God forsaken route
But I'm

Buh buh buh buh buh buh

Breaking out!

Breaking out!

Breaking out!

Uh!

Ah! It's a crazy guy!

Seducer!

And, who are you sir?

Your twin brother and your accuser!

Brad!

Arrest that man, he's committed to our care!

I never signed your contract
He's not going anywhere

Revenge, your twin, you tried to abuse her

A ridiculous accusation!
You force me to refuse her

Then why did you choose her?

Because of you, sir

You're a loser
An abomination in the eyes of any sensitive man

And you're a blind alley cruiser
Always heading down a losing street
Dreaming that you're screaming at fate
You're a dead end, dead beat, nowhere Mister
With a kiss like a Mississippi alligator's sister

I took as much of you as any man can!
You've lost your heart

You've lost your cause

You lost your baby
When you lost your balls
You lost your mind
You've lost your grip
So say bye-bye!

We lost our Mom
We lost our Dad
And if I'm losing you
Well that's too bad

Well the best thing you could ever do is die

You're a failure
A malformation in the guise of many
An also ran

And you're a weeper and a whiner!
Always treading on the toes of the great
Generally spreading your weight
You're a spiteful, hateful, assinine creature
A pupil with no scruples who's no better than the teacher

I took as much of you as any man can

You've lost your heart

You've lost your cause

You lost your baby
When you lost your balls
You lost your mind
When you lost your grip
So say bye-bye!

We lost our home
Our family
You've lost compassion
Now you're losing me

Well the best thing you could ever do is die

Well the best thing you could ever do is die

Well the best thing you could ever do is die!

Some people do it for compassion

Some people do it for the fashion

Some people do it to be funny

Some people do it for the money

Some people do it for enslavement

Some people do it on the pavement

But

We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it
No matter how the wind is blowing

We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it
We just gotta keep going

Some people do it for each other

Some people do it for their lover

Some people do it for improvement

Some people do it for the movement

Some people do it for enjoyment

Some people do it for employment

But

We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it
No matter how the wind is blowing

We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it
We just gotta keep going

Denton, Denton, you've got (clap) no pretension
You're (clap) where the heart is, you're OK
Denton, Denton, you've got (clap) no pretension
You're (clap) the acceptable face
(clap) Of the human race (clap)
You're (clap) Denton, Denton, U.S.A.

We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it
No matter how the wind is blowing

We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it anyhow, anyhow
We're going to do it
We just gotta keep going
We just gotta keep going
We just gotta keep going

We just gotta keep going!