Green Shirt

There's a smart young woman on the light blue screen

Who comes into my room every night

And she takes all the red and the orange and green

And she turns them quickly into black and white

But you tease and you flirt

And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You better take off all the identifying labels

Before they put you on the torture table

'Cause somewhere in the quizzling clinic

There's a shorthand typist ticking seconds over minutes

She's tuning into the Venus line

She's picking out names, I hope none of them are mine

She tease and you flirt

And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

Said you can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

I never said I was a school pigeon

I never said I was a diplomat

Now everybody is under suspicion

But you don't want to hear about that

'Cause you tease and you flirt

And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You better send a begging letter to the big investigation

'Cause somebody put a stain of red all over my imagination

'Cause you tease and you flirt

And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

Oh, you can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

Oh, you can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it

Oh, you can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it