Blind date with a chancer, we had oysters and dry lancers
And the check, when it arrived, we went dutch, dutch, dutch
Dutch a redder shade of neck on a whiter shade of trash,
And this emory board is giving me a rash.
I'm flat out.
You're so beautiful to look at when you cry.
Freeze, don't move.
You've been chosen as an extra in the movie adaptation of the sequel to your life.
Shady Lane, everybody wants one.
Shady Lane, everybody needs one.
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh your God, oh his God, oh her God
It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God, it's everybody's God,
it's everybody's God
The world's collide
But all that we want is a Shady Lane.
Glance, don't stare.
Soon you're being told to recognize your heirs.
No, not me.
I'm an island of such [bad word] Distress surrounds
In the muddy, peaceful center of this town
Tell me off
In the hotel lobby right in front of all the bellboys and the over-friendly concierge.
Shady Lane, everybody wants one.
Shady Lane, everybody needs one.
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh your God, oh his God, oh her God
It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God, it's everybody's God,
it's everybody's God
The world's collide
But all that I want is a Shady Lane.