Frank:
How d'you do, I
See you've met my
Faithful handyman.
He's just a little
brought down
Because when you knocked
He thought you were the
candy man.
Don't get strung out by
the way I look.
Don't judge a book by
its cover.
I'm not much of a man
by the light of day
But by night I'm one
hell of a lover.
I'm just a sweet
transvestite
From Transexual,
Transylvania.
Let me show you around
Maybe play you a sound.
You look like you're
both pretty groovy.
Or if you want something
visual
That's not too abysmal,
We could take in an old
Steve Reeves movie.
Brad:
I'm glad we caught you
at home,
Could we use your phone?
We're both in a bit of
a hurry.
Janet:
Right.
Brad:
We'll just say where we
are,
Then go back to the car.
We don't want to be any
worry.
Frank:
Well you got with a flat,
well, how `bout that?
Well, babies, don't you
panic.
By the light of the night
it'll all seem alright.
I'll get you a satanic
mechanic.
I'm just a sweet
transvestite
From Transexual,
Transylvania.
Why don't you stay for
the night? (*Night*)
Or maybe a bite? (*Bite*)
I could show you my
favourite obsession.
I've been making a man
With blond hair and a tan
And he's good for
relieving my...
...tension
I'm just a sweet
transvestite
From Transexual,
Transylvania.
HIT IT, HIT IT!
I'm just a sweet
transvestite.
(Sweet transvestite)
From Transexual,
Transylvania.
