We'd like to do a song now About the identification process It's called Montreal ♪ She used to like lavender pantsuits Long black velvet gloves Smiles across crowded rooms To the only boy she ever loved Don't you worry Her mother's gonna make her look good Don't you worry Her mother's gonna make her look good ♪ Didn't like leopard coats Or tall thin millionaires Kissing everybody on New Year's Eve or Sending men to electric chairs Don't you worry Her mother's gonna make her look good Don't you worry Her father's gonna make her look good The chance to explain Oh why don't you just explain Come on explain away ♪ The snow is so merciless In poor old Montreal In spite of everything that's happened Yeah, in spite of it all Don't you worry Her mother's gonna make her look good Don't you worry Her father's gonna make her look good