| You don’t feel damned between the sunrise and sunset
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| You’re damned well panicky, I know the rainy days
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| Please them or run on the turf
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| You could be raising money with your momma
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| You might be showing you’re round
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| And dressed up with kid
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| Take a toast to that, imbibe, you’re alone
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| Men are so nice
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| Lays can be
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| Roses may fly
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| Men are so useful
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| He’s a flirt
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| Men are so useful
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| Reflection beauty
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| Men are so nice
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| He pleases me fine
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| Reflection beauty
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| Men are so useful
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| Be able to feel
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| Don’t feel damned between the sunrise and sunset
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| You’re damned well panicky, I know the rainy days
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| Please them or run on the turf
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| You could be
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| You could be raising money with your momma
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| You could be
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| You might be showing you’re round
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| And dressed up with kid
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| Take a toast to that, imbibe, you’re alone
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| Men are so nice
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| Lays can be
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| He pleases me fine
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| Men are so useful
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| He’s a flirt
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| Men are so useful
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| Reflection beauty
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| Men are so nice
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| He pleases me fine
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| Reflection beauty
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| Men are so useful
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| Beautiful hands us no way lies a means of love
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| Men are so nice
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| On sounds and guard the stone, and bed had a law
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| He pleases me fine
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| Answers written and I reason
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| He pleases me fine
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| In the reign of sex, blown more than it’s pleased to be
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| Fine, fine
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| Fine, fine
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| Fine, fine
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| Fine, fine
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| He’s a beauty affection, oooh
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| He’s a beauty affection, oooh
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| He’s a beauty affection, oooh |