Song From The Kitty Kat Keller

[Verse 1]
I'm not politically ticklish and theory makes me weary
And affairs of state aren't my kind of affairs
And I'd never bed nor much less wed
The whack whose flag is deepest red
My tastes run more to London derrières

[Pre-Chorus]
But at rallies in the night with all the torches burning bright
I feel a stirring that I can't neglect
And I'll grasp with mad abandon any lad with an armband on
Whose cute salute is manly and erect

[Chorus 1]
I like the boots, I like the attitude
I like the point at which the legal meets the lewd
I like the thrill of the triumphant will
I like the marching and the music and the mood

[Verse 2]
So if some blond and blue-eyed boy
Would like to teach me strength through joy
So that my liberal tendencies are cured
If it should be decreed by fate
That you invade my neighboring state
That my frontiers will be open, rest assured

[Pre-Chorus]
And at rallies in the night with all the torches burning bright
I feel a stirring that I can't neglect
And I'll grasp with mad abandon any lad with an armband on
Whose cute salute is manly and erect

[Chorus 2]
I like the boots, I like the attitude
I like the point at which the legal meets the lewd
I like their skin, I like the discipline
And the enormous sense of license it provides

[Outro]
And when they say "Hi"
And when they say "Hi"!
I smile and liquefy inside
And when they say "Hi"!
I smile and liquefy inside
And when they say "Hi"!

Sieg Heil!