In WIth The Ladies - Rufus Wainwright

Get me new faces, new faces, I’m tired of the old ones

Played aces, lost cases, my place is fine let the bulls run

There’s one

Little Lord Bosie cut from the daisy chain

Plain to see little Lord Bosie

And to suppose he’s headed for Hades

I know the way

Birds and the bees

No need to say please

Because I’m in with the ladies

First must get Mustang just dust won’t go bang with a Grand Am

Dang I’ve a Mustang aw shucks now you’re in with the old gang

Sunset Boulevard, Bosie and Santa Monica

Let’s get some silver screen babies

Sunset always seems sweeter

After you’ve traveled far

Bosie relax you’re a winner and I am a star

Who knows the way

Birds and the bees

No need to say please

Because I’m in with the ladies

Please

Now in with the ladies

Now that you’re in with the ladies nothin' that you can’t do

My how you’re in with the ladies drinking from that one’s shoe

Man how your Tancho pomade is bewitching the whole swooning crew

And how the macho brigade is now wishin' and wantin' some too

Get me new faces, new faces, I’m tired of the old ones

There’s one

Little Lord Bosie cut from the daisy chain

Plain to see little Lord Bosie

Is ringing up rosies and pocketing posies

Bunches of Bradys all spoon fed on Wheaties

No longer Euphrates' Tigris’s baby

And oh by the way Bosies heading for Hades

Are heading for Hades

Because I’m in with the ladies