The Saints - You Got A Tale Babe lyrics

Well, I'm going to the corner Going to buy a diamond ring going to buy a sliver parrot And another big thing put them in gold sack And send them to your house Then I'm gonna catch a bus And buy myself a who*e You gotta tell me Yeah you gotta tell me You gotta tell me baby What's wrong with you I'm gonna buy a charismatic electric,shiny business man Take the treasures of the world And put them in a can I'll do the Watusi The shimmy shag too I'll do anything that you tell me too You gotta tell me Yeah you gotta tell me You gotta tell me baby What's wrong with you I'm gonna travel 'round the world Going to live in a tent foam at the mouth start a government I'll do everything That a manly man can if that don't get you going then too bad I'll dress up like a nun And do the nappy man dance I'll get myself some voodoo And put me in a trance take every herb and spice And put them in a pot baby then I want to show everything I got You gotta tell me Yeah you gotta tell me You gotta tell me baby What's wrong with you