Fabulous
You work in London, you think it's a gas
The Square Mile is where it's at
Always the first in the bar
What a fabulous man you are
I'm in group, the best in town
You've probably heard our name around
Electric drums and a Woolworth's guitar
What a ridiculous band we are
You're a chick you think you're it
With long blonde hair and other things
You judge a man on the size of his car
What a fabulous girl you are
Hey baby let's go out tonight
We could go dancing and feel alright
You can tell me various things
Explain the meaning of those rings
We walk round slabs of stone
and we prey to the buffalos' souls
We search for meaning in the stars
What a ridiculous tribe we are
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