The rain in Maine
Is made of novacane
In the Florida Keys
It's made of Antifreeze
In Maryland
It's made of heroine
In Minnesota
It's made of baking soda
Every tooth in Duluth
Is Baby Ruth proof
Every roof is as white as a 20-watt light
The doll of St. Paul
At the aerosol ball
She's such a special girl
She's been around the world
She made her home
In an air conditioned dome
She's such a precious thing
She's dancing to the king
Move your feet to the beat
I'm back on lucky street
Well I'm on a lucky streak
Lucky street
Come sit on my lap
In a Phrygian cap
I've been looking for a mix
Of sex and politics
Well The cat ate the rat
And the beast ate the cat
And the boy ate the beast
And the beast made him fat
And he sat in a puddle
And paddled with a spoon
And bloated like a bubble
And floated to the moon
The doll of St. Paul
At the aerosol ball
She's such a special girl
She's been around the world
She made her home
In an air conditioned dome
She's such a precious thing
She's dancing to the king
Well her makeup and wigs
Are made of squealing pigs
And her hands and her arms are made by Pepperidge Farms
And her face and her neck are made by Sinopec
And the lines on her palms are made by Viacom
And her dreams and her thoughts are made by Microsoft
She's the doll of St. Paul
The doll of St. Paul
At the aerosol ball
She's such a precious girl
She's been around the world
She made her grave
In an air-conditioned cave
She's such a special girl
She's been around the world
Dancing to the king