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In a world we call our home there's lots of room to roam Plenty of time to turn mistakes into rhyme There's a place for those who love their poetry It's just across from the sign that says, "Pros only" So if you like a band with a chick singer, Say your cup of tea is a wall of trombones If you dig Menudo, or MDC we salute you the way we know For every one with dollar signs in his eyes There must be hundreds who look at you as if you're some kind of Rhythm section want ad No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad I'll tell you why Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones Speak softly, drive a Sherman tank Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose You guys must be into the Eurythmics For every one with dollar signs in his eyes There must be hundreds who look at you as if you're some kind of Rhythm section want ad No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad And here's the reason why Letras de canciones Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones Speak softly, drive a Sherman tank Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose You guys must be into the Eurythmics For every one with dollar signs in his eyes There must be hundreds who look at you as if you're some kind of Rhythm section want ad No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad And here's the reason why Rhythm section want ad No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad And here's the reason why Why Why From Letras Mania