Betty Page Lyrics & Chords By Madeline

The female form, oh Betty Page in leopard print lemonade
The world became sour at the sight of her
I loved her like a sister or a piece of furniture
A rubber dress and a leather whip
Her photographs were well equipped at shocking the government of the day
If they just knew poor Betty for her innocence and naivete

I am Miss Puritan, I know my answers are right
I am Miss Holier Than, I will win this justified fight
It's not easy, no, it's not easy

A silver gun what a glorious hit man stuck inside his lover's basement
Thinking about the situation in front of him
He loves her like a mother or a piece of furniture
Two lives left, and one is for the taking
He's the husband, an insurance agent, now he's the target for the postman
Who brought lust with his deliveries of innocence and naivete

I am Miss Puritan, I know my answers are right
I am Miss Holier Than, I will win this justified fight
It's not easy, no, it's not easy

The bullets flew and it hit her face
The insurance paid for the wedding day and now there's a partner for the postman
He loves her like a mother or a piece of furniture
And Betty Page isn't made of sin now that Jesus Christ is her only best friend
And her bikini is her Bible
I guess they call that survival when all your pictures turn yellow.