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Nancy Reagan's Head Lyrics

(written by: Clint Conley)

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Fat lot of good it's done ya
Tryin' to play the fool
When we know full well
You know your ass from your appo_____

This club has standards, many
Try and come up short
That touch of thickness that makes a
Proper mesomorph, proper mesomorph

Five-foot-one
Eyes as cold as stone
Topped off by that hard, lacquered helmet
And I'm haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan's head
(No way that thing came with that body)

(___________)
(It's not right)
(It's not natural)

We believe believe
If we believe

Strike up the band, it's official,
You've got my back
Next thing I know I got me
A chronic pain in the sacroiliac
Think it's funny, laugh
Want your money back
Count it out then,

One-two-three-four-five-foot-one
Eyes as cold as stone
Topped off by that fierce, lacquered helmet
And I'm haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan's head
(No way that thing came with that body)

And Roxy Music came to save the world
And all I got was this lousy t-shirt
And I'm haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan's head
(No way that thing came with that body)

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