Funny Papers Lyrics
Pick up the sunday news I need my funny papers
A little Orphan Annie and me have a rendezvous at three
With Mary Worth and Dick Tracy
My idea of time well spent
Is to stay in bed with you 'til the rent is due
Get out a checkered cloth, I'll pack a picnic basket
We'll find a clearin' in the wood
You can be Red Riding Hood
You may be bad, but you're so good
And my idea of havin' fun
Is layin' naked in the sun with you
Oh, oh oh oh oh
Put on your sunday clothes, I've had an inspiration
We'll ride downtown on the D and have a window shoppin' spree
It may be crass, but it's free
And my idea of what to do
Is makin' love with you on the avenue
Woah oh oh oh oh
Dean Friedman Funny Papers
