For
who is back (yippee) as
(To the tune of Brandy)
Arkham is on an eastern bay
And it holds a hundred thugs a day
Lonely madmen, pass the time away
And talk about Bat man
And there's a girl, in this insane town
And she works, laying chaos down
Joker says "Harley, let's go another round"
She serves him time after time
The Joker says "Harley, you're my Hench girl
(Hench Girl)
What a good moll you will be
(You will be)
Yeah you could steal candy
From babies."
.
.
Harley, wears a jester's cap
For her Puddin, she's such a sap.
With a popgun, that bears the name
Of the man that Harley loves
He was caught, on a summer's day
Batman came, from far away
Her love almost won, but he failed that day
Now Arkham's his new home
The Joker says "Harley, you're my Hench girl
(Hench Girl)
What a good moll you will be
(You will be)
Yeah you could steal candy
From babies."
.
.
Yeah Harley used to watch his eyes when he told his crazy stories
She could feel her bosom fall and rise, she saw Joker's raging glory
But he had rarely told the truth, Lord he was an insane man
And Harley does her best to understand
.
.
At night, when the Batman prowls
Harley walks through a silent town
And loves a man, who's not around
She still can hear him say, she hears him say
"Harley, you're my Hench girl
(Hench Girl)
What a good moll you will be
(You will be)
Yeah you could steal candy
From babies."
The Joker says "Harley, you're my Hench girl
(Hench Girl)
What a good moll you will be
(You will be)
Yeah you could steal candy
From babies."