The rain in Maine

Is made of novacane

In the Florida Keys

It's made of Antifreeze

In Maryland

It's made of heroine

In Minnesota

It's made of baking soda

Every tooth in Duluth

Is Baby Ruth proof

Every roof is as white as a 20-watt light



The doll of St. Paul

At the aerosol ball

She's such a special girl

She's been around the world

She made her home

In an air conditioned dome

She's such a precious thing

She's dancing to the king



Move your feet to the beat

I'm back on lucky street

Well I'm on a lucky streak

Lucky street

Come sit on my lap

In a Phrygian cap

I've been looking for a mix

Of sex and politics

Well The cat ate the rat

And the beast ate the cat

And the boy ate the beast

And the beast made him fat

And he sat in a puddle

And paddled with a spoon

And bloated like a bubble

And floated to the moon



The doll of St. Paul

At the aerosol ball

She's such a special girl

She's been around the world

She made her home

In an air conditioned dome

She's such a precious thing

She's dancing to the king



Well her makeup and wigs

Are made of squealing pigs

And her hands and her arms are made by Pepperidge Farms

And her face and her neck are made by Sinopec

And the lines on her palms are made by Viacom

And her dreams and her thoughts are made by Microsoft



She's the doll of St. Paul

The doll of St. Paul

At the aerosol ball

She's such a precious girl

She's been around the world

She made her grave

In an air-conditioned cave

She's such a special girl

She's been around the world

Dancing to the king