Xavier says, Ha ha ha,
we have nothing in common
See you round
Ta-ta
Slink back to your abomin-
able lover, Zsa Zsa,
before I blow your cover,
tra-la-la
Zsa-Zsa's scene:
Tacky queen,
you think there's no one but you
Get your crass little ass
out and don't make me cut you
With how much you
talk you'd think
that someone else was listening
Want a drink,
Miss Thing?
Sloe gin fizz, says Xavier
Zsa-Zsa orders, and drinks come
Here it is, teddy bear
To your health, you ratfink scum,
Xavier wheezes
I forgot:
Before each scene he sneezes
quite a lot.