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Out come the freaks - 12" Remix - Was (Not Was)/Don Was
Written by：David Was/Don Was
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
When the sun goes down
They hit the streets in the bars to try and meet
Some other stranger to ease the pain
Of living alone till it drives them insane
The woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Yeah the woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Like little Michael on his motorcycle with leather pants a leather brain
He ain't never been the same since Vietnam
Keeps his heart locked up in a vest and his eyes inside his shoes
Doesn't ever want to lose them in a fight
You never know what might go down tonight
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Open the door there's Suzanne she eats her breakfast from the pan
She never even burns her tongue
And someday shed like to get hung up on a millionaire
She don't even care if he ain't got no hair
She says long as he signs the checks
I figure what the heck I'll get him a toupee what more can you say
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks ha ha ha ha
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Detroit Johnny don't wear no tie cause he says it hurts his neck
He's got a chick from Ecuador tonight
She wants to talk about the moon she says it used to be her friend
But the doctors put an end to all of that
A part of me is lost for good do you really understand
I do says Johnny as he grabs her hand
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
Woodwork squeaks and out come the freaks
