| Drinking together till the end of the night
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| Being and nothingness by Jean-Paul Sartre
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| Your smarty smarts and your stripy shirt
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| Your cunning wit swinging under my skirt
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| I’ll be your Simone if that’s what you want
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| We’ll go to Havana, discuss about Kant
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| You call me your friend you call me your best mate
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| I don’t know how many nights I can take
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| Cause I’m just a girl oh I’m just a girl
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| Just a girl yes I’m just a girl
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| Just a girl oh I’m just a girl
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| Cascades of fancy talk that never ends
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| Feverish lingo no one can stand
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| Music to my ears, to my heart
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| Your Descartes to me sounds like Mozart
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| Shame you got married a long time ago
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| To this french weirdo Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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| I’ve been sipping absinth and so much more
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| For you I’ve been sleeping on the floor
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| Cause I’m just a girl oh I’m just a girl
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| Just a girl yes I’m just a girl |