SOLOIST:
THOUGH IN MY DRAG AND QUITE DISQUISED,
STILL DAMNED IF I WON’T RECOGNIZED,
I WAS EMBARRASSED AS A GIRL COULD BE!
SHE BECKONED ME COME TO HER THERE
AND WHEN I DID OUT OF THIN AIR
A MEPHESTOFELE FACSIMILE!
THEN ON THAT COCKEYED COUCH OF HER’S,
THE ONE WITH ALL THE STAINS,
WITH THAT FAMILIAR SLOUCH OF HER’S
THAT ALWAYS ENTERTAINS,
UPON THIS COUCH SHE STRUCK A POSE
WHERE NOW AND THEN SHE’D CHANGE HER CLOTHES
WHILE NEVER RISING ONCE FROM HER SETTEE!
CHORUS:
SHE’D COME TO POKE AT HER,
MAKE FUN AND JOKE AT HER,
THAT WOMAN WASN’T NICE
IN HER A HEART AS COLD AS ICE
IN GLENDA’S BAD DREAM!
HER INSULTS WERE ABSURD,
I’M SURE I EVEN HEARD
HER USE THE “N” WORD
WHEN THERE MUST HAVE BEEN MORE FITTING WORDS
IN GLENDA’S BAD DREAM!
IT SEEMED TO THRILL HER SO
TO MAKE HER FEEL SO LOW,
A DOMINATRIX AT HEART!
AND SOON HER CRONIES CAME
TO SHARE IN GLENDA’S SHAME,
THEY COULDN’T WAIT TO TAKE
GLENDA APART!
THEY WERE BEYOND THE PALE,
A PARTY STRAIGHT FROM HELL,
TURNS OUT THAT LADIES
DON’T GET MUCH RESPECT IN HADES
OR IN GLENDA’S BAD DREAM!
