Suicide Sal

Suicide Sal was a hellava gal

And not bad for a fella

Six feet two

Her hair bright blue

And no one had the heart to tell her

That she showed no taste

With the makeup on her face

Jokin' cause ..

Six feet two

Army boots

Silicone tits and balls to boot

Sally was a drag, you had to be afraid

Could've been up for the stage

Only 22, and nothing you can do

A man trapped in a blue rinse cage

Well her big mistake was

Trying to break some

Fun down in the corner

We had the waitress on the table

She was keen and able

For a private show we corner

Just a pretty little thing with a waist so thin

Her knickers down around her knees

When up runs Sal with a drink in her hand

Chucked it all over our pretty little dream

Sally was a drag, you had to be afraid

Could've been up for the stage

Only 22, and nothing you can do

A man trapped in a blue rinse cage

Suicide Sal was a hellava gal

And not bad for a fella

Six feet two

Her hair bright blue

And no one had the heart to tell her

That she showed no taste

With the makeup on her face

Jokin' cause ..

Six feet two

Army boots

Silicone tits and balls to boot

Sally was a drag, you had to be afraid

Could've been up for the stage

Only 22, and nothing you can do

A man trapped in a blue rinse cage

He's trapped in a blue rinse cage

He's trapped in a blue rinse cage

He's trapped in a blue rinse cage

He's trapped in a blue rinse cage

He's trapped in a blue rinse cage

He's trapped in a blue rinse cage

He's trapped in a blue rinse cage

Well he's trapped!