Текст песни Cherry Poppin` daddies - Mr. White Keys
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He`s a friend to all the starsMade a fortune selling carsNot beyond a little sleazeHe`s Mr. White KeysWifey loves the tanning boothJust a little altered truthMade America`s Who`s WhoIf he could do it so could youSheltered in tax bracketsHigher than an angel`s cloudPontificates on racketsAnd cheats on his wife with his palsOnce he met a musicianShook his hand like a Soul manNot a lot like you or meHe`s Mr. White KeysHe climbs into daddy`s Benz and goesCollecting the rents of those Welfare cheatsA lot of trouble when he tries to find the beatHe dances like a shovel with a couple left feetHe said he`d rather own the whole damn townThan be graceful or be well-endowedHe exaggerates a bitFoot and mouth a perfect fitHe`s the one who tried the cheeseHe`s Mr. White KeysI feel sorry for the guyI laugh when I see his shtickAll that poor bastard wantedWas to make it with the beautiful chicksBut that don`t excuse the prickHe`s Mr. White KeysHe climbs into daddy`s Benz and goesCollecting the rents of those welfare cheats