Chainmail Bikini

She was afraid to come out of the closet,
She felt as naked as she could be;

It was all they had in the closet

And she knew everybody would see.

One, two, three, four

Tell the people what she wore

It was an itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny chainmail bikini

That she wore on a dare today

It was an itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny chainmail bikini

And in the closet she wanted to stay.

One, two, three, four,
Dammit, dammit tell us more!

She was afraid to go on the beach now

So a big pullover was what she wore

Anyway, it was cold in the building

So she didn't show any more.

One, two, three, four,
Tell us more!  Tell us more!

It was an itsy-bitsy teeny-weenie chainmail bikini

That she wore for the first time today;

An itsy-bitsy teeny-weenie chainmail bikini

And much less than she wanted to stay.

She thought that people would stare
That was a given, you see.

But didn't know she would care.
But for the way people looked at she.

It was an itsy-bitsy, teeny-weenie chainmail bikini
That she wore for the first time today;
An itsy-bitsy teeny-weenie chainmail bikini
So in an old jersey she wanted to stay.

She quickly jumped in the water,
Not too bright, but felt that she must;
She stayed in for a long time
And the darned thing started to rust.

It was an itsy-bitsy teeny-weenie chainmail bikini
That she wore for the first time today;
An itsy-bitsy teeny-weenie chainmail bikini
So in the cold water she wanted to stay.