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)

Sweet transvestite

>From Transexual, Transylvania.







So - come up to the lab,

And see what's on the slab.

I see you shiver with antici - (3 seconds) - pation.

But maybe the rain

Isn't really to blame.

So I'll remove the cause. (chuckles)

But not the symptom.