Hey Hey Hey all you girls in these Industrial towns I know you're prob'ly gettin' tired Of all the local clowns They never give you no respect They never treat you nice So perhaps you ought to try A little friendly advice And be a CREW SLUT
Hey, you'll love it Be a CREW SLUT It's a way of life Be a CREW SLUT See the world Don't make a fuss, just get on the bus CREW SLUT Add water, makes its own sauce CREW SLUT So you don't forget, call before midnite tonite The boys in the crew Are just waiting for you
You never get to move around You never go no where I know you're prob'ly gettin' tired Of all the guys out there You always wondered what it's like To go from place to place So, darlin' take a little ride On the mixer's face Be a CREW SLUT Just follow the magic footprints Be a CREW SLUT Hey, you'll love it! Be a CREW SLUT It's a way of life I ain't gonna squash it And you don't need to wash it! CREW SLUT Hey, I'll buy you a pizza CREW SLUT Of course I'll introduce you to Warren The boys in the crew Are only waiting for you
[At this point, the road crew, as all road crews must from time to time, borrow some of the big rock group's equipment and have a blues jam session, indicating to the kneeling maidens that they are endowed with a great deal of raw talent, as well as massive meat. Obviously impressed with LARRY's ability to suck so hard on his harmonica that screeching little noises come out of it, MARY kneels again and reaches upward in gestures of supplication, listening intently as LARRY continues to sing . . .]
LARRY:
Well, you been to Alabama, girl 'N Georgia, too 'N all the boys in the crew Is bein' good to you I know you're sayin' to yourself "This is the way to go" 'Cause when you need a little extra They will give you some mo' 'Cause you're the CREW SLUT
MARY:
I'm into leather . . .
LARRY:
That's good! A lot of the boys in the crew Love leather . . .
MARY:
And rubber . . .
LARRY:
Yeh, they like rubber too . . . shrink tubing With a hair dryer . . .
ROAD CREW CHORUS:
Trade your spot on the bench For a guy with a wrench
MARY:
Ha ha ha . . .
LARRY:
You like that, huh? I told you you'd love it . . . It's a way of life!
ROAD CREW CHORUS:
The guys in the crew Have got a present for you!
MARY:
A present for me?
LARRY:
We got a present for you!
MARY:
Whaddya got? Whaddya gonna give me?
LARRY:
It looks just like a Telefunken U-47 You'll love it . . .
MARY:
With Leather?
CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER:
Eh, err, eh eh . . . This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER again . And so MARY was enticed away from JOE By an evil barbarian with a wrench in his pocket Lured into a life of SLEAZERY With the entire road crew of some Famous Rock Group (I don't know whether it was Toad-O . . . I don't know . . . I'll check it out)
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