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Frank:
How do you do, I
See you've met my
Faithful handyman.
He's just a little brought down because
When you knocked,
He thought you were the candyman.
Don't get strung out
By the way I look;
Don't judge a book by it's cover.
I'm not much of a man
By the light of day,
But by night I'm one hell of a lover.
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania.
Let me show you around, maybe
Play you a sound;
You look like you're both pretty groovy.
Or if you want something visual,
That's not too abysmal,
We could take in an old Steve Reeves movie.
Brad:
I'm glad we caught you at home.
Could we use your phone?
We're both in a bit of a hurry.
Janet:
Right.
Brad:
We'll just say where we are
Then go back to the car.
We don't want to be any worry.
Frank:
Well you got caught with a flat,
Well how bout that!
Well, babies, don't you panic.
By the light of the night
It'll all seem alright;
I'll get you a satanic mechanic.
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania.
Why don't you stay for the night? (night)
Or maybe a bite? (bite)
I could show you my favourite obsession.
I've been making a man
With blond hair and a tan,
And he's good for relieving my
Tension.
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania.
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania.
So, come up to the lab,
And see what's on the slab.
I see you shiver with antici...pation.
But maybe the rain
Isn't really to blame,
So I'll remove the cause
But not the symptom.