| Well this yellow haired snake sits snug as a bug
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| Got more angle than a toby jug
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| Star lock hair pins, honey has faults
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| Shows her legs when opportunity knocks
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| Underneath her red sweater
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| She’s a big-deal go-getter
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| There’ll be some dramas inside your pajamas tonight, oh yeah
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| Yes there’s red eyed Ruby with her built up hips
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| She’s got nut crushing boobs and jam tart lips
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| Says her angle is connections downtown L. A
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| When you know she’s just a hustler from the boys' brigade
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| Well she’s the same old number
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| She just looks like your mother
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| There be salutations on you humble frillations tonight, oh yes right
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| She’s young, she’s wealthy, she’s far from healthy
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| She does it up in Beverly Hills
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| She wears a foam back bra, she drives her daddy’s car
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| Has appeal to bend your will
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| Oh, nymphomanic nimrod … thigh-high boots
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| Beat the hungry minions she planned …
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| Keep on trucking, think of all the fun you had
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| You know there’s such a lot of good ways to be bad |