Barrington ladies
are ever so fine.
They prance and they pose,
and sip their blush wine.

Barrington ladies
are chic and urbane.
The listen to classic
& good old Coltrane.

I like when the train goes
and stops at the station.
I hold my own breath in
anticipation.

Barrington ladies
are ever so lovely.
They would go with your silver
like hand in a glove—hee!

If you are a man
from the suburb out there
you probably have grown
and lost most of your hair.

You might have riches
and power galore.
But you Barrington people
just seem such a bore.