Uncle Tim's Bench - Rhonda Rhonda (Acoustic) Lyrics

Clock falls back and its getting darker
Disappear to a haunted house horror
Glowing rouge as he turns a shoulder
Bouncing curls could be a little longer
All dolled-up, but only for the party
He lost a bet but he looks so darling
Shuffle sideways through the kitchen hallway
Narrow pace in a chop-shop causeway
All dolled up in a springtime dress
With curly-q's on his head and chest
Doily lace on the fringe of dress
Flip-cup blitz he's a Halloween mess

Is that your name?
Rhonda Rhonda
I like your game
Rhonda Rhonda
What's your sign?
Rhonda Rhonda
Does my girlfriend mind?
Rhonda Rhonda

All dressed up in his Sunday best
Only wonder woman is the next best dressed
I don't really think you lost that bet
I'm a little more than curious, i must confess
A little bit tipsy with natural charm
Initial reaction of subtle alarm
Farmer's tan under strapless arms
Off-white flowers on a thrift store bargain
Shirley Temple outgrew his dress
But his curly-q's still pass the test
Rhonda glides with such finesse
To the funeral parlor from the hula contest

Is that your name?
Rhonda Rhonda
I like your game
Rhonda Rhonda
What's your sign?
Rhonda Rhonda
Does my girlfriend mind?
Rhonda Rhonda

That ain't really a costume you got on ya
If you teach me to salsa, i'll show you my Samba
Thanksgiving's coming up - let me meet yo mama
Life of the the party, Rhonda Rhonda

Black eyeshadow and a tear-smeared blush
Soft complexion under two-day scruff
Get to know him and you'll start to blush
Purple nailpolish, i got a crush
My new girlfriend is running late to the party
We got a couple minutes if you wanna get naughty
Trick on my treat, pin the tail on your donkey
Adam's apple bobbin' on a baritone barbie

Is that your name?
Rhonda Rhonda
I like your game
Rhonda Rhonda
What's your sign?
Rhonda Rhonda
Does my girlfriend mind?
Rhonda Rhonda