Your mama said you'd better wear clean pants if you're steppin' out tonight, Last time you went out on the town got yourself into a fight, You keep trying to be one of the boys, but look at the way you dress, Got your head up your own arsehole, and your life is just a mess; CHORUS: All these thing that you've been trying to hide - precious - Now this burlesque is just a thin disguise, Everyone knows you're just living a lie You're so precious. Slippin' and sliding like a carpet snake with shifty beady eyes, Even the numbers in your Filofax can't make you dignified, You've got to take a good look at yourself and ask yourself the reason why You make a hobby of this cruel deceit - caught up in your own lies; All these things you've been trying to hide - precious - Now this burlesque is just a thin disguise Everyone knows you're just living a lie You're so precious Bozo the sheriff from the local bank is sniffin' your back tires He's got a letter from the magistrate, they're rip offs cheats and liars