| What the hell?
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| Perched on a five-bar gate
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| Wondering just what you could tell your mates
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| Oh, you are no Sir Galahad
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| The party’s nearly over
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| The morning sun spreads out its fingers
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| But you, you had that gate right off its hinges
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| If you didn’t know
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| Listen up, 'cause I’ve got something to tell you, oh
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| You don’t know how to handle a girl
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| Oh, it’s strange but true what I’m telling you
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| What I’m telling you is that girls like it too
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| Take it slow; |
| she could give you the world
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| Oh, it’s strange but true what I’m telling you
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| And what I’m telling you is that girls like it too
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| Her name is Karen
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| Now that’s the only word that you want to say
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| So say it loud and say it to her face
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| But don’t spread it around, no no
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| Pull these last strands of darkness all around you, oh
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| You don’t know how to handle a girl
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| Oh, it’s strange but true what I’m telling you
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| And what I’m telling you is that girls like it too
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| Take it slow; |
| she could give you the world
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| Oh, it’s strange but true what I’m telling you
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| And what I’m telling you is that girls like it too
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| Oh, she wants to hold you
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| Yeah, but you’re in such a state
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| She saw you sitting on that five-bar gate
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| And now it’s time to step down and hold her
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| It’s not too late, oh yeah yeah yeah
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| Don’t you know how to handle a girl
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| Oh, it’s strange but true what I’m telling you
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| And what I’m telling you is that girls like it too
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| Take it slow; |
| she could give you the world
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| Oh, it’s strange but true what I’ve been telling you
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| And what I’m telling you is that girls like it too
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| Don’t you know, oh how to handle a girl
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| Yeah, it’s strange but true what I’m telling you
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| And what I’m telling you is that girls like it too
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| Don’t you know |