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I Augustine, the fishes widow I knew the crawfish, I lived on shellfish, under a sail Lived on an a-toll, I had a foreclosed motorhome At Kwajalein tracking station I've got friends not on vacation They got big ears they got big eyes CHORUS: Classy Dames and Able Gents Classy Dames and Able Gents We're here to serve our government Classy Dames and Able Gents There was a fire under water, bring me my space suit! I always wear it - I feel like Elvis - A million bucks I lived in Baltimore, I work Greenbriar, I worked for Foresythe Associates At Kwajalein tracking station I've got friends I can be trusted I got black bags, I got black hands CHORUS Classy Dames and Able Gents Classy Dames and Able Gents We're here to serve our government Classy Dames and Able Gents Classy Dames and Able Gents We're here to serve our government Classy Dames and Able Gents We're here to serve our government