| I Enjoy Being a Girl
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| I’m a girl and by me that’s only great
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| I am proud that my silhouette is curvy
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| that I walk with a sweet and girlish gait
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| With my hips kind of swivelly and swervey
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| I adore being dressed in something frilly
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| When my date comes to get me at my place
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| Out I go with my Joe or John or Billy
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| Like a filly who is ready for the race
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| When I have a brand new hairdo
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| With my eyelashes all in curls
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| I float as the clouds on air do I enjoy being a girl
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| When men say I’m cute and funny
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| And my teeth aren’t teeth but pearls
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| I just lap it up like honey
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| I enjoy being a girl
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| I flip when a fellow sends me flowers
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| I drool over dresses made of lace
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| I talk on the telephone for hours
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| with a pound and a half of cream upon my face
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| I’m strictly a female female
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| And my future I hope will be In the home of a brave and free male
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| who’ll enjoy being a guy, having a girl like me When men say I’m sweet as candy
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| As around in a dance we whirl
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| It goes to my head like brandy
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| I enjoy being a girl
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| With someone with eyes that smolder
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| Says he loves every silken curl
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| That falls on my ivory shoulder
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| I enjoy being a girl
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| When I hear a complementary whistle
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| That greets my bikini by the sea
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| I turn and I glower and I gristle
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| But I’m happy to know the whistles meant for me
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| I’m strictly a female female
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| And my future I hope will be In the home of a brave and free male
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| who’ll enjoy being a guy, having a girl like me |