Life Sized Marilyn Monroe

Booker T is playing on the radio

Jimmy Dean he plays on my mind

Someday soon I'm gonna' wipe your filthy boots

When I expose you

You Philistine, your Philistine eyes

You can take your five and dime

Shove it in your Elvis records

You can send your valentines

To your very own life sized Marilyn Monroe

You keep singing everyday's the fourth of July

I keep wondering why

I don't know how I ever met you,

Don't know why I can't forget the way you tease me

You Philistine, your Philistine eyes

You better stop calling

Kicking my love around

I don't care if you're another Rudolph Valentino

I don't care if you're the marrying kind

You better stop calling

For my love