To the tune of "West End Girls" by the Pet Shop Boys
Filked by HLynn

Sometimes you're better off drunk
There's a doll in your hand and there's more in the trunk
They think you're mad, too unstable
Standing on chairs and jumping on tables
In a restaurant, in an upscale town
Call the police, there's a Wanton around
Running down underground to a diva bar
In a Wanton town

(CHORUS)

In an upscale town of drunken want
The Wild Karrde boys and Wanton girls
In a upscale town of drunken want
The Wild Karrde boys and Wanton girls
Wanton girls

Too many spouses, whispering voices
Faces on posters, too many choices
If, when, why, what?
Which ones have you got?
Have you got it, did you get it, if so, where at?
And which do you choose, a tough or soft fabric?
(How much do you need?)

(CHORUS)

(How much do you need?)

(CHORUS, again)

You've got a heart of plastic and a braid to comb
Just you wait till she gets you home
He's got no future, he's got no past
Obi-wan's built to last
In every city, in every nation
From the D.C. area to the end of creation
(How far has he been?)

(repeat CHORUS)