Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah
There's gonna be free alterations, oh yeah, oh yeah
There's gonna be free alterations, oh yeah, oh yeah
Let me suit you in a suit of love, oh yeah
If it's too long, we must shrink it
If it's too small, we must stretch it out
Let me suit you in a suit of love, oh yeah
Somebody's their daughter
Somebody's their baby son
Stop suiting over their
All my people, stand up and be free
We need to care
Without a sign of doubt
You need free alterations
We count on you to see
There's gonna be free alterations, oh yeah
Somebody's their daughter
Somebody's their baby son
Stop suiting over there
If it's too large, we can shrink it
Too small, we can stretch it
Let me suit you in a suit of love, oh yeah
Somebody's their daughter
Somebody's their baby son
Stop suiting over there
Somebody's their daughter
Somebody's their baby son
You need free alterations, oh yeah
There's gonna be free alterations, oh yeah
Free alterations
You don't want a tailored-made day
Did in their way
Genetically allocated
Unlike Danny Depressed
Who was over-dressed
And whose life was a mess, was a mess
For instance, he wore on a Sunday's gonna need his best
For the rest of the days
All my people stand up and be free
You need free alterations
There's gonna be free alterations, oh yeah
Let me suit you in a suit of love, oh yeah
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