| One girl was called Jean Marie
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| Another little girl, Felicity
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| Another little girl was Sally Joy
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| The other was me, and I’m a boy
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| My name is Alice, I’m a headcase
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| They practice making up on my face
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| I feel lucky if I get pants to wear
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| Spend ages taking curlers out of my hair
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| I’m a boy, I’m a boy
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| But my ma’am won’t admit it
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| I’m a boy, I’m a boy
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| If I say I am, I get it
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| I wanna play baseball on the green
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| Ride my bike across the street
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| Cut myself and see my blood
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| Wanna come home all covered in mud
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| My name is Alice, I’m a headcase
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| They practice making up on my face
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| I feel lucky if I get pants to wear
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| Spend ages taking curlers out of my hair
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| I’m a boy, I’m a boy
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| But my ma’am won’t admit it
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| I’m a boy, I’m a boy
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| If I say I am, I get it
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| I’m a boy, I’m a boy
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| But my ma’am won’t admit it
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| I’m a boy, I’m a boy, I’m a boy
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| I’m a boy, I’m a boy, I’m a boy, I’m a boy
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| I’m a boy
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| I’m a boy
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| I’m a boy |