Lyrics Classy Dames And Able Gents - Camper Van Beethoven

Classy Dames And Able Gents

I Augustine, the fishes widow
I knew the crawfish, I lived on shellfish, under a sail
Lived on an a-toll, I had a foreclosed motorhome
At Kwajalein tracking station
I’ve got friends not on vacation
They got big ears they got big eyes
Classy Dames and Able Gents
Classy Dames and Able Gents
We’re here to serve our government
Classy Dames and Able Gents
There was a fire under water, bring me my space suit!
I always wear it — I feel like Elvis — A million bucks
I lived in Baltimore, I work Greenbriar, I worked for Foresythe Associates
At Kwajalein tracking station
I’ve got friends I can be trusted
I got black bags, I got black hands
Classy Dames and Able Gents
Classy Dames and Able Gents
We’re here to serve our government
Classy Dames and Able Gents
Classy Dames and Able Gents
We’re here to serve our government
Classy Dames and Able Gents
We’re here to serve our government