Suzie Cream Cheese

When I hear cream cheese I think of sleaze
But you do it with such great ease
Suzie Cream Cheese, spreadin yourself thin on a cracker
The Ritz just wanna whack her
Old Ritz wanna pack her
In high heels that stack her
Tall and thin, you’d think she would win
Her walk has done her in — I’m talking «to the trash bin»
Suzie Cream Cheese, you do sleaze in a breeze with looks that please
Passing for smart in exchange for a squeeze
Step on «Miss Foil» feelin high and royal
Enjoy it while you can 'cause it always end
With you spreadin yourself thin in some Ritz’s den
Jerkin on some skin again and again til you’re in his trash bin
Just remember, you’re a pretty, pretty girl wrapped in tin foil
You were not born to toil but, eventually to be spoiled
Tomorrow’s another day
Just keep an eye on your expiration date