Tim Butler - Blacks / Radio lyrics

Sick of the s** and the sound of their cars And saying the words in elliptical bars Dancing can be such attraction When everybody is doing the fraction When I went for a job I had to trade in my hair And think of ideas in a Larker-Knoll chair If it wasn't for the blacks in the south My father's refrigerator factory would close down Denise is such a dream, let her Put it in the crutch of her knee, let her Put it on a couch of... , let her I feel just like money I feel just like money I feel just like money inside And the women turn blue at around 45 The stupid and the stupid and the infantile Listen to records with the A-bomb hairstyle When I went for a job I had to trade in my hair And think of ideas in a Larker-Knoll chair If it wasn't for the blacks in the south My father's refrigerator factory would close down Denise is such a dream, let her Put it in the crutch of her knee, let her Put it on a couch of... , let her Denise is such a dream, let her Put it on a couch of... , let her Put it in the crutch of her knee, let her You were at the Relais in a shirt and tie You cut your hair with a scissor at the Hotel Relais Jealous trees call you 'Denny' Even the trees seem to whisper 'Denny' I'll love you till the world stops spinning I'll love you till the world stops slimming Doing the radio People go to parties when they get a white shirt They listen to records in a shirt and tie The stupid and the stupid and the meaningless drivel The stupid and the people and the meaningless lyric Happening to people when they do their hands and knees Jealous trees call you 'Denny' Even the trees seem to whisper 'Denny' I'll love till the world stops spinning I'll love till the world stops slimming Get a car and do the twist Paint it blue and do the dog Get a car and do the twist Twist