I’m not one of those
Tall thin men who like show tunes
I’m not that twee
Carousel is
- Les Mis as well is -
Living hell for me
’Cause I’m not one of those tall thin men who likes
Show tunes
On the West End stage
Ute Lemper
Puts me in a temper
And so does Elaine flaming Paige
I would rather go clubbing
Than sit through for Phantom or Cats
They’re so sad
I get mad
And never ever wanna
Listen to Madonna
Singing “Don’t cry for me, Argentina”
Gimme “Get into the groove”
Some house or garage
A banging barrage
Of mixing to make me move
’Cause I’m the type of a tall thin man who likes no tunes
When I get on one
And in a coma
Oklahoma!
Is still too bloody long
I would pay a fine
Not to stand in line
Just to see Miss Saigon