All Right Malc

Whoa oh-oh-oh whoa

There they stood
In the street
Covered from their heads to their feet

Pip said, "Hey,
What is this, now, Merry, maybe
Malcolm needs a glass of cha-bliss?"

Malc said, "Hey!
What's your game, ladies?"
--(Plainly he was feeling no shame)--

"Now let's not wait--how 'bout a beer!
Let's move before the Florios get here!"

"All right, Malc,"
Merry said, "All right, Malc."
"Am I right?"
Malcolm said, "Am I right, now?"

---torrid five minute guitar solo---

(Let me tell you all about it, now)

He took 'em home
To his place
Washing Merry's booze off his face

He said, "Look,
What's with the veils?
Are you tryin' to land me in jail?"

Pip said, "Slow! Don't freak me out!
Is sex all that love's about?"

He said, "Love???? Holy rugs!!!
First you got to show me them buns!!!"

"All right, Malc,"
Merry said, "All right, Malc."
"Am I right?"
Malcolm said, "Am I right, now?"