Dinner With Delores
Dinner with Delores must be some kind of sin
Like a Brontosaurus, she was packin' it in
The first night we dined and by the next time
This girl was eatin' all but the tip
And by the stroke of midnight, she wanted some more
Showin' dirty movies like some kind of whore
But she was wastin' her time 'cause there wasn't a line
That would make me come around her door
Dinner with Delores must be some kind of sin
Her bell's just a-broken since 1984
Dancin' like a white girl on disco dirty floors
Damn, Delores, pick another subject please
Introduce the carpet to something other than your knees
Like a real confession no one could be more made up than you
Nothin's left for guessin', what a shame, boo hoo
Delores
Delores
I'd call you a friend, but it must be a sin
And I've run out of cheeks to turn
Dinner with Delores
No more that's the end