Wrap Yourself In Glamour
-R. Younkins-I. Younkins-

Wrap yourself in Glamour,
stay out ev’ry night,
the way you hold your bottle
keeps you propped up right;
I hear you tellin’ friends
how great you are to see,
they just smile and look away from you,
they know you’re a wanna-be

Wrap yourself in Glamour,
swagger ‘round town,
the more you tilt that bottle,
you’ll be stumblin’ to the ground
Mirror mirror on the wall,
reflects the coolest of ‘em all
Snakeskin boots and feather hats,
your flashier than Dior,

Wrap yourself in Glamour,
stay out ev’ry night,
the way you hold your bottle
keeps you propped up right;
hoo, hoo......hoo hoo......hoo hoo

Solo

hoo, hoo......hoo hoo......hoo hoo

In your old Mercedes,
drivin’ down New Orleans,
all the way from Hollywood,
with a bottle between your knees,
legend in your own mind,
that’s all you’ll ever be,
tried to get a record deal,
but your fallin’ down on Bourbon Street

Wrap yourself in Glamour,
stay out ev’ry night,
the way you hold your bottle
keeps you propped up right;
Wrap yourself in Glamour,
stay out ev’ry night,
the way you hold your bottle
keeps you propped up right;
hoo, hoo......hoo hoo......hoo hoo
Who me?......Yeah you!


Hooo.



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