Take Your Partners

J. Whitney / R. Chapman / Palmer

God knows I'm hip

But I ain't yours or his

Everybody's arse is up for kicks

Every critic thinks he's cool

Man and word a criss cross jewel

But me I got my own little rules

One for you, one for me

I know it don't come easily

But when it does then we'll agree

Take your partners, what for?

Ain't you just kicked in the door

How come I don't believe you any more

Here boy, have a snake

That's where you're sleeping, and til wake

But don't strut me and my way

Cod knows I'm hip

But I ain't yours or his

Everybody's arse is up for kicks