Washington DC in the 70s

I invited some friends to celebrate the shoots end

Mommy my bed is shaking

We'll be playing piano

Goodnight

Just request a song

This is Fritz he's my butler

This is Durke he's a jerk

I hope you boys get along

There's an alien p**r in my gin

Perhaps it's David Bowie's

Father Pryor I wanted to ask about a priest I've seen around brooding

That's Father Garras

Poor guy lost his mother recently

Tell me was it human resources you did for the Gestapo or human refuse

I'm Swiss

I suppose you never played Twister with Hitler either you Nazi bastard

Washington DC in the 70s

Durke is being a shit

Shit

But my party is a hit

Hit

Bloody damn butchering Nazi

I kill you

Out

Let's break out the songs

Everyone sing along

Let's see we have an astronaut neat

A lounge lizard priest

Doesn't every party need a priest

Sorta

Please, no encouragement

My idea of heaven is heading a solid white nightclub for all eternity and they adore me

A wave of quaffed hair

White sequent suit

An apple martini

With a touch of vermouth

A gold boutonniere

And some camelhair boots

I love camel hair boots

You're going to die up there

Oh my God is she

Shh

You hear about these Hollywood types but I

Shh

OK OK

Oh Reagan honey

It's Megan

Should I go

I think it's best at this point if you just let her finish

You know some lemon and baking soda will take that right out

Now I have gotta go