True Romance at the World's Fair

A whispered remark changed a girl's life

Make no mistake, there was a difference. She had a war job and mother-in-law trouble

A jitterbug wedding, and an itch that started quick

Dressed in the most attractive of rubber suits, posing as a girl, unmarried and unkissed

She set out to answer questions: "How red is Hollywood?" and "What brings out the beast in men?"

By the seaside, by the bandstand, she sighs and says: "Too many blondes spoil the crowd,"

As sound systems loom over the city. Electric, anesthetic, and that mad shine is drilled into the moon

Which is masculine at night, but this ain't no musical romp, no screwball comedy

This is just dog-collar loneliness

The world -- the world is not a wild place