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She was late
to the party
couldnt find a thing to wear
she looks just like Sharon Stone
Posing for Playboy
as she reads Voltaire
One more pretty girl
crying the tears of a child
now her boyfriends
trying to con some mafia guys
on Deuces wild
till they say, "HEY YOU!"
So he jumps out the window
throws all the money in the
back of his Jag
then they chase him through town
theyre gonna make him their new punching bag
But they lose him in jersey
now hes with his girl back home
he says, "I had a little trouble..pack your things
Were going to Rome
I been up all night
But Ill sleep on the plane"
Its gonna be a brand new life for us, my love
Youll wear your white Fake Fur
in the Vatican Hall...
You know I told em I dont take requests
I gotta get my beauty rest
so Ill Sleep on the Plane
yeah Ill sleep on the plane....
Guess I'll sleep on the plane...