| If she didn’t roll her eyes
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| Tease you, feed you, tell you lies
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| Always act contrarywise
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| A woman wouldn’t be a woman
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| If she didn’t take your dough
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| Kiss you, coax you, make you blow
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| Always keep you on the go
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| A woman wouldn’t be a woman
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| Well, you can’t live with 'em, or without 'em
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| You never really know a thing about 'em
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| It’s hard to believe that all that there is
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| Rag and bone and a hank o' hair
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| If she didn’t make you sigh
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| Make you laugh and make you cry
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| Taunt you till the day you die
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| A woman wouldn’t be a woman
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| Well, you can’t live with 'em, or without 'em
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| You never really know a thing about 'em
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| It’s hard to believe that all that there is
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| Rag and bone and a hank o' hair
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| If she didn’t make you sigh
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| Make you laugh and make you cry
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| Taunt you till the day you die
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| A woman wouldn’t be a woman
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| (No, a woman wouldn’t be a woman)
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| (But since the World began)
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| If you didn’t love 'em and want more of 'em
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| A man wouldn’t be a man |