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Song from musical "Cry-Baby" is written by David Javerbaum and Adam Schlesinger
Cry-Baby the Musical - Squeaky Clean
(The Whiffles)
Squeaky clean, that's what they call us
Our thoughts are pure and grooming is flawless
We're well bred, well mannered, and, well, just nice
And when you rub our hair it sounds like mice
*Squeak*
Squeaky clean down to our marrow
We're very straight and extremely narrow
Our drink of choice is
*breathe, smell* Ahhh
Listerine
It keeps our insides extra squeaky clean
When vulgar people curse *tist, tist*
When heathens grunt and stammer
We don't know which is worse *tut, tut*
Their language or their grammar
They neither show refinement or amounts of self restraint
They may think it's proper English but
It's not!
(Solo) Most assuredly it's not
Yes, I'm squeaky clean but ever so lonely
Wish I was squeaking in your ears only
'Cause, gosh, I think your
*beat, beat, beat*
Peachy Keen!
When I see you I feel extra squeaky clean
(Allison)
Squeaky Clean, this is my song for
the kind of boy I'm told that I long for
Upright, upstanding, and up-to-snuff
I know one kiss from him would be enough
Someone squeaky clean, shining and sterling
Like a baton that needs some twirling
That's why I use
*pause*
Vaseline
So my hands remain unchafed and squeaky clean
(Whiffles)
She makes my spirit rise
She sets my soul a spinnin'
It's bluer in her eyes
Than any pool I've been in
The two of us together would be such a perfect match
If she'd only say she'd have me
*bell whistle*
What a catch!
What a catch,
What a catch,
What a catch!
Squeaky clean, promise me Venus
I'll get to show her my squeaky *beat*
Cleanus!
For then she'd be my squeaky queen,
in the everlasting kingdom of squeaky clean!
[Thanks to Jace for lyrics]
Review: Cry-Baby the Musical Lyrics
Cry-Baby the Musical Lyrics
The Anti-Polio Picnic
Watch Your Ass
I'm Infected
Squeaky Clean
Nobody Gets Me
Nobody Gets Me (Reprise)
Jukebox Jamboree
A Whole Lot Worse
Screw Loose
Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby
Girl, Can I Kiss You...?
I'm Infected (Reprise)
You Can't Beat the System
Misery, Agony, Helplessness, Hopelessness, Heartache and Woe
All in My Head
A Little Upset
I Did Something Wrong...Once
Thanks for the Nifty Country!
This Amazing Offer
Do That Again
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