All Dressed Up Lyrics

All Dressed Up (With Nowhere To Go)

All dressed up with nowhere to go

Yeah we’re all dressed up with nowhere to go

I’ll chase you round the table and I’ll chase you up the stair

With you in my kimono and me in your underwear… yeah!

You painted all my toenails and you powdered on my nose… beautiful!

We’re in a state of high elation with nowhere to go

All dressed up with nowhere to go

Yeah we’re all dressed up with nowhere to go

We dance around the bedroom in hysterical fits

And if this house is an asylum then we are the lunatics… ha ha ha!

You beat a rhythm on my bongos while I play on your french horn… horn!

We’re psychedelically connected to each other

Je suis amoure

I don’t recognise myself anymore

Who’s that fella in the mirror on the wall

I don’t recognise myself anymore

That freaky looking fella in the mirror on the wall

In the mirror on the wall In the mirror on the wall

In the mirror

What time is it?

2 o’clock

What time is it?

4 o’clock

What time is it?

6 o’clock

Does anybody know?

No!

Freak show

I don’t recognise myself anymore

Who’s that fella in the mirror on the wall

I don’t recognise myself anymore

That freaky looking fella in the mirror on the wall

In the mirror on the wall In the mirror on the wall

In the mirror

On the wall