Precious

Your mama said you'd better wear clean pants if you're 
steppin' out tonight,
Last time you went out on the town got yourself into a 
fight,
You keep trying to be one of the boys, but look at the way 
you dress,
Got your head up your own arsehole, and your life is just a
 mess;
CHORUS:
All these thing that you've been trying to hide - precious 
-
Now this burlesque is just a thin disguise,
Everyone knows you're just living a lie
You're so precious.
Slippin' and sliding like a carpet snake with shifty beady 
eyes,
Even the numbers in your Filofax can't make you dignified,
You've got to take a good look at yourself and ask yourself
 the reason why
You make a hobby of this cruel deceit - caught up in your 
own lies;
All these things you've been trying to hide - precious -
Now this burlesque is just a thin disguise
Everyone knows you're just living a lie
You're so precious
Bozo the sheriff from the local bank is sniffin' your back 
tires
He's got a letter from the magistrate, they're rip offs 
cheats and liars