| She wanted to test her husband,
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| She new exactly what to do,
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| A pseudonym to fool him,
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| She couldn’t have made a worse move.
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| She sent him scented letters,
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| And he recieved them with a strange delight,
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| Just like his wife.
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| But how she was before the tears,
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| And how she was before the years flew by,
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| And how she was when she was beautiful.
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| She signed the letter:
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| All yours, Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya
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| She wanted to take it further,
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| So she arranged a place to go,
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| Too see if he,
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| Would fall for her incognito.
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| And when he laid eyes on her,
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| He got the feelings they had met before,
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| Uncanny how she
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| Reminds him of his little lady,
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| Capacity to give him all he needs,
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| Just like his wife before she freezed on him,
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| Just like his wife when she was beautiful,
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| He shouted, I’m… |