(What's Your) Angle?

I've got a new-found fangled fandango tango angle
And it keeps things curious, oh, but it makes folks furious
Oh that does it, takes two parts tango and a little tingle tangle
And two orangutans like me and you

I used to think that you were a tomboy
Hair like a bird's nest, clothes so shoddy
Then I found that you were arhomboid
Not an oblesque bone in your body

So don't mess around with my extemporangle fangle, little mama
Everybody's entitled to a little existenstial rangle fang, and perhaps some tango

I've got a new-found fangled fandango tango angle bang
And it keeps things curious, oh, but it makes folks furious
It takes two part tango and a little tingle tangle...
And two orangutans like me and you

I used to think that you were a tomboy
Hair like a bird's nest, clothes so shoddy
Then I found you were arhomboid
Not an oblesque bone in your body

So don't mess around with my extemporangle fangle
Everybody's entitled to a little existenstial rangle fang...

Oh don't mess around with my extemporangle fangle
Everybody's entitled to a little existenstial rangle fang, bang...