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.