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10 Minutes Till The Savages Come Lyrics - Singles - Manhattan Transfer

Spiked heels and porkpie hat 

Have you on the mend in no time flat 

A shimmy and a shake, a pitter and pat 

Hey there sugar, take a look at that 

 

Don't you despair 'cause your fantasy life is nowhere 

Under my care you'll be back in the pink 

Drunk without a drink 

 

Tunnel down in soft silk and satin 

Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum 

Make believe it's midnight in Manhattan 

10 minutes till the savages come 

 

Come here and don't look back 

Meet me at the end of the cul-de-sac 

Come on, stand up at attention and I'll do the same 

Hey there tiger, now don't you be ashamed 

 

Life has a way of destroying our sense of child's play 

But under my wing you'll be back in the pink 

Drunk without a drink 

 

Tunnel down in soft silk and satin 

Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum 

Make believe it's midnight in Manhattan 

10 minutes till the savages come 

 

Sigmund Freud himself 

Wouldn't have needed to worry if his hands were tied by me 

There's no neurosis that this doctor can't diagnose 

I'll find the monster and deliver a lethal dose 

 

Life has a way of destroying our sense of child's play 

But under my wing you'll be back in the pink 

Drunk without a drink 

 

Tunnel down in soft silk and satin 

Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum 

Make believe it's midnight in Manhattan 

10 minutes till the savages come 

 

Spiked heels and porkpie hat 

Have you on the mend in no time flat 

A shimmy and a shake, a pitter and pat 

Hey there sugar, take a look at that 

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