We love her voice to the depth and breadth and height
Her soulful snarl did reach whilst headlining Saturday night
From the ends of Washington to the Beauty Bar
We love it even more than Bea Arthur’s
For when did Maude make us want to dance?
Valentine’s golden cloak and turquoise pants
Were yet less subtle than her twang
Bette Davis ought complain
She’s been out-discoed, out-jazzed, just plain out-sexed
Let’s don our boots, let’s stomp, shriek and snort
We can’t wait for Romanteek to play Vegas next
The crowd was just too small and the time far too short
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