| Little betty boop’s been thinking it over
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| Kicking it around the whole damn day
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| Wants to view herself as a Casanova
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| Little betty boop has gone astray
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| The candlelight scene and still she’s bored
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| Cause her coochie can’t stand her hand no more
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| And the rage the former lampshade queen
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| Finds her taste stuck in-between
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| Little betty boop’s been thinking it over
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| Kicking it around the whole damn day
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| Wants to view herself as a Casanova
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| Little betty boop has gone astray
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| She knew when she was little
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| Just what it signified
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| But now as she grows older
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| It seems to come alive
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| To stretch out all her wings
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| Why hold her self belittled
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| To close her eyes and dream
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| And drop her guard a little
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| Little betty boop’s been thinking
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| Gone and straightened her messed up mind
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| Little betty boop’s been thinking
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| She flipped herself to the other side
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| Little betty boop’s been thinking
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| Gone and straightened her messed up mind
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| Little betty boop’s been thinking
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| She flipped herself to the other side
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| Little betty boop’s been thinking it over
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| Kicking it around the whole damn day
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| Wants to view herself as a Casanova
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| Little betty boop has gone astray |