In the mirror, when I'm Debonair   My reactions are my own affair   A body likes to be near the bone   Oh Nancy, Leslie, Jack and Joan   I die when I'm alone, alone      Shake your booty when your back is bent   Put your feelings where my mouth just went   As serious as things do seem   At least you've put me on the team   And friends do rule supreme, okay      Oh, pardon you, me   With a capital 'C'   And who would have thought   With a capital nought?   In between the lines      Ooh      Spread your chickens when you think of next   What the Dickens if they're highly-sexed?   Through channels that were once canals   Do lift the heart of my morale   To know that we are pals, yes      Oh, vanity fair with a capital 'V'   You give me a share   You take it from me   Oh, jolly good show with a capital 'O'   It's terrific to go, hello      Hello, hello, hello   Hello, hello, hello