I'd like to tell you of a trail
that you had better don't ride
if you just know how it's done
You're goofy if you think
that two can live as cheap as one
Man, the stuff sticks just like putty
The effect will drive you nutty
If you blunder down that lipstick trail
In her hands you're just like taffy
And she'll nearly drive you daffy
Till you find a little bungalow for sale
You may think that you're in heaven
When she whispers, you're my all
If you don't believe she means it
Watch your bank account fall
I warned you of that lipstick trail
Oh, now the first kiss will be mushy,
to want to make the thrill complete
The next one you'll get dizzy
Then you'll need the fire department
When you're raving like a loony,
You've blundered down that lipstick trail
And when a wedding ring is handy,
you think matrimony's dandy,
and you'll mortgage all you've
and the bills start piling high,
she'll put on a coat of lipstick
Then it's harder to forget her
than it was the day you met her,
and blunder down that lipstick
But now the fair sex is streamlined,
from their toenails to their head
They look like a traffic signal
when the thing gets hung on red man
you lead her to the altar
and she firmly steps a halter
you blunder down that lipstick trail
and when the rolling pins
and you're swearing drinking
and then you land in jail
you go out and find a baby
till you're like a neon sign
you want to keep your senses
don't blunder down that lipstick trail,
don't blunder down that lipstick trail.