Victory in Space Good Rats
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[Verse 1]
Let the fat man chase you 'round
Skin and bones he's still a pig
And the worst is your own kind
Wearing pants like Mr. Big
Sammy takes too much himself
Entenmanns are always stale
And when you say that you are happy
Polygraph says you're in jail
[Chorus]
Ladies of the universe
Ladies of the world
We'll treat you all like goddesses and when you get back home
You'll have your memories of victory in space
[Verse 2]
You can try it that way here
But the john might be the heat
And the bread you keep from Sam
Can't be kept from Poppa Pete
Do it my way and you'll serve
Only captains of the fleet
Do it your way and you're going
Back to 42nd Street
Let the fat man chase you 'round
Skin and bones he's still a pig
And the worst is your own kind
Wearing pants like Mr. Big
Sammy takes too much himself
Entenmanns are always stale
And when you say that you are happy
Polygraph says you're in jail
[Chorus]
Ladies of the universe
Ladies of the world
We'll treat you all like goddesses and when you get back home
You'll have your memories of victory in space
[Verse 2]
You can try it that way here
But the john might be the heat
And the bread you keep from Sam
Can't be kept from Poppa Pete
Do it my way and you'll serve
Only captains of the fleet
Do it your way and you're going
Back to 42nd Street
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