Wet T-Shirt Nite (aka "Fembot in a Wet T-Shirt")

Ike: Looks to me like something funny Is going on around here People laughin' 'n dancin' 'n payin' Entirely too much for their beer And they all think they are Clean outa-site And they're ready to party Cause the sign outside says it's WET T-SHIRT NITE 'N they all crave some Hot delight Well the girls are excited Because in a minute They're gonna get wet 'N the boys are delighted Because all the titties Will get 'em upset 'N they all think they're Reety-awright 'N they're ready to boogie Cause the sign outside says it's WET T-SHIRT NITE 'N they all crave some Pink delight When the water gets on 'em Their ninnies get rigid 'N look pretty bold It's a common reaction That makes an attraction Whenever it's cold 'N all of the fellas They wish they could bite On the cute little nuggets The local girls are showin' off tonite You know I think it serves 'em right You know I think it serves 'em right You know I think it serves 'em right You know I think it serves 'em right And it's WET T-SHIRT TIME AGAIN I know you want someone to show you some tit! BIG ONES! WET ONES! BIG WET ONES! Buddy Jones: Ah, thanks, IKE Yes, it's WET T-SHIRT TIME AGAIN Here at The Brasserie Home of THE TITS . . . huh huh And it's the charming Mary from Canoga Park Up next in her bid for the semi-finals Hi, Mary . . . howya doin'? Mary: Hi! Buddy Jones: Where ya from? Mary: Ah, the bus Buddy Jones: Which one? Mary: You know . . . the last tour You know . . . Leather Buddy Jones: Oh . . . you were the girl that was stuck to seat 38 on Phydeaux III . . . why don't you get in position now and take a deep breath, because this water is very, very cold, but it's goin' to be so stimulating. And Mary's the kind of Red-Blooded American Girl who'll do anything Mary: Anything Buddy Jones: I said anything . . . for fifty bucks That's right! Mary: I really need the fifty bucks you know I gotta get home! Buddy Jones: Yeh, I know, your father is waiting for you in the tool shed . . . that's right, you heard right . . . our big prize tonite is fifty American Dollars to the girl with the most exciting mammalian protruberances Mary: Here I am! Buddy Jones: . . . as viewed through a thoroughly soaked, stupid looking white sort of male person's conservative kind of middle-of-the-road COTTON UNDERGARMENT! Whoopee! And here comes THE WATER! Mary: EEEK! Buddy Jones: No, you'd squeak more if the water got on you . . . sounds like you just got an ice pick in the forehead . . . AND HERE COMES THE ICE PICK IN THE FOREHEAD . . . a million laughs, Mary! Anyway; good golly, what a mess . . . she's totally soaked Mary: I love it Buddy Jones: Yeah, totally committed to the fifty bucks . . . That's it just step into the spotlight . . . let the guys get a good look at ya, honey! Mary: Here I am! Buddy Jones: Whaddya say, fellas? Nice setta jugs? Now Mary, how's about shakin' it around a little Oh my goodness, look at her go! Mary: Oooh! I'm dancing! Buddy Jones: Ain't this what living is really all about! Here's your fifty bucks, Mary Mary: Oh great! Now I can go home! Buddy Jones: Home is where the heart is Mary: On the bus