Life Sized Marilyn Monroe Lyrics

Booker T is playing on the radio 
Jimmy Dean he plays on my mind 
Someday soon I'm gonna' wipe your filthy boots 
When I expose you 
You Philistine, your Philistine eyes 
You can take your five and dime 
Shove it in your Elvis records 
You can send your valentines 
To your very own life sized Marilyn Monroe 
You keep singing everyday's the fourth of July 
I keep wondering why 
I don't know how I ever met you, 
Don't know why I can't forget the way you tease me 
You Philistine, your Philistine eyes 
You better stop calling 
Kicking my love around 
I don't care if you're another Rudolph Valentino 
I don't care if you're the marrying kind 
You better stop calling 
For my love