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Skeletons

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Skeletons

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Bimbo, flirts, sluts in skirts - muscles brightly glisten

Conversation's full of filth - let's all have a listen

Oh dear oh dear we live in fear

Media bulbs a poppin'

If you're bent, they're on your scent

There can be no stoppin'

Peroxide blondes, vagabonds, into 'eavy metal

Your hair looks like it's been done by a dyke with a score to settle

Mud needs raking, photos taken of your murky past

Haunts you, taunts you, love it don't you

Hey hey the gang's all here

Pimps 'n' pervs, straights 'n' queers

Enquiring minds want to sneer at the skeletons in your closet

Sunday morning in the park,

Down the pub or in the bath

We'll all have a good old laugh

At the skeletons in your closet

Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet

Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet

It's bloody marvellous - innit?

It's bloody marvellous - innit?

Juicy bits, saucy snips, there's gold in them there gutters

Blue rinse mob on the job, curtains all a-flutter

It's cheapo culture, bleeding ulcers, burnt out by the score

Lurid tales never fails to shock you to the core

Kinky boots 'n' rubbber suits,

It's all going on next door!

Caught you, taught you, love it don't you

If you've had your face re-done

If you spank your girlfriend's bum

We can all join in the fun

At the skeletons in your closet

What's the world coming to?

Ain't we got nothin' better to do?

To spend all day sifting through

The skeletons in your closet

Hey hey the gang's all here

Pimps 'n' pervs, straights 'n' queers

Enquiring minds want to sneer

At the skeletons in your closet

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Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet

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