Steve April vocal, guitar, fx (Melody, lyrics)
Mark Stein lead guitar, keys, bass, percussion, vocal
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a night in the Hollywood hills...
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Naked Comes The Stranger
1. D.J. Dippy’s at the throttle, you’re at the bottom of the
bottle
bank turns down your bad check, there’s a hickey on your neck,
Naked comes the stranger, eating melting
ice-cream.
2. Your fancy friends are in the hall, your A-list celebrities
are bouncing off the wall.
But in your heart you’re feelin’ hollow, it’s getting
hard to swallow
Naked comes the stranger, eating melting ice-
cream.
Werewolves what a thrill, roaming Hollywood hills,
Werewolves on the prowl, says the wise old owl.
Cake left out in the rain, here comes the freight train,
Where’s your Hercules? Where’s the Pleiades?
naked comes the stranger, eating melting ice
cream, melting ice cream, melting ice cream, melting ice
cream.
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