Take You Out

Put on your black boots
Better wear your court suit
And the tie with the parachutes
I'm going to take you out

Wear the hat with the silk band
Pale cream like marzipan
Meet me down at the bandstand
I'm going to take you out

No fat cat rat trap
Could give us a handicap
We are strapped for cash
The budgets slashed
Of that, there is no doubt
We are unemployed
Our credits void
But we will never be destroyed
I'm, I'm going to take you out

Pick up your handkerchief
Wear your finest shirt for me
You and me we are as thick as thieves
I'm going to take you out



Credits
Writer(s): Rick Baines
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