| I just want to be a lady
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| On tuesday afternoons
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| I just want to be a lady
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| On tuesday afternoons
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| Oh how many woods would a wood chuck chuck
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| If a wood chuck could chuck wood
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| There are some things in your nature
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| That can forge your signature
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| I've met the girls in boots
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| By the dead end of the road
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| There comes a point where every king
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| Dreams of being exposed
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| You can take my word on this
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| Cause you know I am a pro
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| When all is said and done
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| A woman is still a woman
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| La-la-la-la, La-la-la-la…….
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| I know you're from the village
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| And I want you to be proud
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| But with your new found freedom
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| There are some things not allowed
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| Liberation was the first step
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| But you're old enough to know
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| Once you've made it to the field
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| The only way's back in the hole
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| I've tallied the confessions
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| And I've seen what's at the end
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| All long to shiver at the mercy
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| Of the mighty hand
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| It takes a PhD to know
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| What apes all understand
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| When all is said and done
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| A woman is still a woman
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| La-la-la-la, La-la-la-la…….
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| The one who writes the book
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| Is the likeliest to fall
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| Part of being an adult
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| Is the feeling you're a fraud
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| Liberation was the first step
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| But that too becomes a brand
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| No matter where you pledge allegiance
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| You'll always be damned
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| Now you've shown that you can kill
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| Be the peach upon the stem
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| Now we've seen you chop the wood
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| Leave that shit to someone else
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| I just want to be a lady
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| On tuesday afternoons
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| But I'm back in office Wednesdays
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| Call my secretary to book
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| I've met the girls in boots
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| By the dead end of the road
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| There comes a point where every king
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| Dreams of being exposed
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| It may take a year or two
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| But once you've gotten them unclothed
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| When all is said and done
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| A woman is still a woman
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| La-la-la-la, La-la-la-la……. |