(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
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 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...