Hello, there
All the guys in the band are pretending
to get
Ready so they can go out and find
some pussy
Oh, I wonder where the action is in this town
Every musician likes to find some pussy
Boy, I could've really scored
last night
But every night it's the same thing
Aynsley gets there first
He's so fast, it must be from playing
the drums or something
I mean, if those girls over there only knew
My secret identity, but,
but how could they?
How, how could they know
that I am Bwana Dick?
Where's my hair dryer?
Got to look lovely for the girls
After all, I am Bwana Dick
Each guy has his own specialty
for getting the girl of his dreams
I sprayed my pits,
I put on a new tie- dye T-
Shirt, I brushed my teeth,
I cleaned my glasses
I buffed my nails
I bought a copy of Down
Beat so I could carry it
Around and look like
I knew what was happening
I left my shirt unbuttoned at the top
I stuffed three pair of socks and a bar of
Beauty soap down the front of my pants
I just know I'm gonna get laid tonight
and I'm not taking any chances
I've got this little jar of
tinsel glitter here
The same brand Danny Hutton
puts on his face
It makes him look all
glistening and seductive
I'll just put a little on here
The cheeks, the chin, mm,
near the quivering lips
I'm so commercial I could die