Dorothy Lyrics & Chords By Alice Donut

I think I saw her on "Lifestyles of the famous"
Her dad was very debonair in his designer colostomy
Little pink ribbons and a taffetta napkin
Curls, curls, curls in her perfect hair
Out in the streets a man's sucking on a bottle
She hands him a nickel cause life is unfair
Politically she's so correct, she's always dressed in black
She wants to go uptown, she wants to try some crack
Dorothy your shoes are fabulous (Dorothy!)
Beefy calves in poppy fields (God is dead!)
Flying monkeys dressed like bellmen (Dorothy!)
Dorothy, you're melting
Mother is quite scandalized be her addict's taste
She sent her to the Hamptons with a republican date
Now Dorothy is pregnant with a fascist baby
Bellyfull of nothing but mommy's disgrace
Dorothy your shoes are fabulous (Dorothy!)
Beefy calves in poppy fields (God is dead!)
Flying monkeys dressed like bellmen (Dorothy!)
Dorothy, you're melting
Dorothea
Dorothy!
Dorothea
Dorothy!
Dorothea
I-ay-I-ay-I
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
Blue chip family stock swept under the rug