The Frank And Walters - Fashion Crisis Hits New York lyrics

Fashion crisis hits New York I saw a blind man he was eating his fork He said thats what you had to do to be cool You eat your cutlery instead of your food What a hippy diddly crazy world What a hippyd iddly crazy world Well fashion it moves on and on While the things we've bought Have been hardly worn I still like my old three piece suite But its in the shed and I've got no seat Oh no no... They say necklines to the waist You change your body to keep up with the pace The rich buy dearest 'cause want to be sure The poor can't afford to be that insecure What a hippy diddly crazy world What a hippy diddly crazy world