In With the Ladies Songtext
von 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

But first (first) you must get a Mustang (must)
Just dust (dust) won't go bang (bang) with a grinding
Dang, I′ve a Mustang (oh, mustang)
Aw, shucks, now you′re in with the old gang
Sunset boulevard, Bosie, and Santa Monica

Let's get some silver screen, baby
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 dan choco baby′s bewitching the whole swarming crew
Now, all 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
Branches are praying as spoon-fed on wheaties
No longer Euphrates', tigris′s baby
And oh, how the rainbows are heading for Hades

Because I'm in with the ladies