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2004-03-25
7:31 p.m.
Broads and Tramps and (Westward)HO's
To the tune of Cher's "Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves." We're in love with a crooner in a travelin' show
Reason has no limit for we need to go,
Swearin' when Tour's over to be good!
Well, at least 'til August, when open-air Clay will change our mood.
Broads and Tramps and HO's
Set to hit the road and we're Vegas bound.
They call us Broads and Tramps and HO's
And our boyfriend is the ONE we rally round
To hear his golden sound.
We're hot for a Southern boy from Raleigh.
We feel ageless (he is twenty-five!).
Comin' for the EF's,
We wear Crowns of Delusion, and we're ready to jive.
Broads and Tramps and HO's
Can't wait to see those hips go swiv'ling round.
We're Clayton's Broads and Tramps and HO's
And our boyfriend is the ONE we rally round
Because his charms abound.
We'll hug and toasts we'll hoist
To friendships forged through the click of a mouse.
Brought together by Clay's smile, his Voice, uh-huh.
Pre-show footlongs our meal of choice, uh-huh. We love a red-haired crooner in a travelin' show.
Finally Broadfest's here and it's time to go.
Who should we call for the bail money?
When we start to party, there'll be no holds barred on our lechery.
Broads and Tramps and HO's.
Yes, we're on the road and we're Vegas bound.
Just call us Broads and Tramps and HO's.
And it's Clay Aiken that we rally round
To hear his golden sound.
Written by: Lila
Illustrated and Posted by: Wendy in FL
Thanks to Gail for the animated Clay head ...
