Shoes away, I neatly arrange.
Next, the hairdo on the block.
Put away my lovely frock
T.V. - T.V.
Underwear, all tidied away.
Thirty-eight bust just for a day.
Heels so high, my furs so fine,
All a woman's things, they are mine.
T.V. - T.V.
Oh, I"m a joyous, glad T.V.
Why don't you come T.V. with me?
I know a girl who loves to dress me
Up like this, and then caress me
To remind me of the way
I used to go both night and day.
In femininity there's pride.
We'll marry soon.
I'll be the bride.
Chi Chi, Pamela or Barbara,
What a good girl you really are.
Poetry is off, so is your prose.
What's your gender?
No one knows.
T.V. - T.V.
Oh, I'm a joyous glad T.V.
Why don't you come T.V. with me?
I know a girl who loves to dress me
Up like this and then caress me
To remind me of the way
I used to go both night and day.
In femininity there's pride.
We'll marry soon.
I'll be the bride.
T.V. - T.V.
I'm a joyous glad T.V.
Why don't you come T.V. with me?
I know a girl who loves to dress me
Up like this and then caress me
To remind me of the way
I used to go both night and day.
In femininity there's pride.
We'll marry soon.
I'll be the bride.
Oh, I'm a joyous glad T.V.
Why don't you come T.V. with me?
I know a girl who loves to dress me
Up like this and then caress me.
Until fades
Adam Ant