Porcelain Baked-Over Cast-Iron Wedding

It's a splendid high waisted white flavored day It's Pavlov with barking and feathers and pearls It's porcelain, oh, so bored, faces and curls Buckles and gadgets and bell-bottom cools Strutting and studding and preening by the rules Cinderella for a day She's a queen in white angel lace In a dream that she fabricates From her last remaining green dollar bill In a corrugated castle with so many fossilized remains Plaster baked in saks special powder and villafranchian lace Long shanks lean shanks with mini-skirted brims It's a harem in conquest with alabaster skins Did i see you in rome? I wintered abroad Silky and creamy they're a peppered prime cause Of gallery flocking and rank hierarchy locking Arena behavior one man to a hill In turtle neck style with clean verbal kills Pass the champagne, will you please? And let's get on with the next social squeeze Female flavored custom tailored The strutting ground's for the posh aggregates Spilling, dividing and multiplying In a system of social rotating mates It's a splendid high waisted white flavored day It's Pavlov with barking and feathers and pearls It's porcelain, oh, so bored, faces and curls Buckles and gadgets and bell-bottom cools Strutting and studding and preening by the rules Ah, the hell with the rules