by Shel Silverstein Well there's going to be a freaker's ball (ha ha) Tonight at the Freaker's Hall And you know you're invited one and all (uh oh) / D - - - / E7 - - - / A7 - - D7 / Come on babys, grease your lips Grab your hats and swing your hips And don't forget to bring your whips We're going to the freakers' ball (yes) / D - / E7 - / A7 - / - D / Blow your whistle, and bang your gong Roll up something to take along It feels so good, it must be wrong We're freaking at the freakers' ball
Everybody's kissing each other Brother with sister, son with mother Smear my body up with butter And take me to the freaker's ball Pass that roach please, and pour the wine I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine I'm gonna boogie until I go blind Freaking at the freakers' ball
We're freaking at the freakers' ball |
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