La la la la la la la la la.
Trixie's Club opens at 12,
membership cards only.
The band played not very well,
the singer looked so lonely.
The doorman wore black
and his gloves were velvet red.
Well, he had the
knack of helping Trixie's friends.
Cool as a tropical shade with a sun-fried suntan.
There's so many parts to play,
I just wanna be the one man.
Just the one man.
It had the smell of lavender and the drinks were so dear.
The same old calendar hangs there each year.
No one will get out back.
The dock wasn't at all safe.
The barman really stank.
But that was his own fate.
Cool as a tropical shade with a sun-fried suntan.
There's so many parts to play,
I just wanna be the one man.
Just the one man.
A shiny big limousine waited in the rain.
Like an old movie scene,
it trickled down the drain.
Upstairs hung the women in black lace underwear.
The clients knew all the giving,
the madam takes their fare.
Cool as a tropical shade with a sun-fried suntan.
There's so many parts to play,
I just wanna be the one man.
Just the one man.