| There are those who manage such a charmed existence
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| Lucky ladies who’ve been fortunate since birth
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| All the major domos know them
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| And obligingly will show them
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| Straight to the only table left on earth
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| These are people for whom life is not a challenge
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| They’ve got savoir faire that oozes pedigree
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| They’re the women men will die for
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| And millionaires will buy for
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| But I fear these ladies aren’t me…
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| The cake life served me is upside down
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| The soup du jour I’m having spills
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| On my best gown
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| I get all wet
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| Each time I surf the net, yet
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| Baby, don’t ask me why
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| It always rains on My one day off
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| And my blind date turned into
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| Boris Karloff
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| It’s lie a curse
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| I go from bad to worse but
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| Baby, don’t ask me why
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| Funny…
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| Down at the IRS
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| I get the guy who never says «yes»
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| God, what a mess
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| It’s all so taxing
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| Maybe…
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| Life is a cosmic gaff
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| Fashioning punch lines into a laugh
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| Too cute by half
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| I don’t know, don’t ask me And then I saw you
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| That rainy day…
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| Drenched to the bone and all alone
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| What can I say
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| When you are near
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| My motor hits high gear, dear
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| No clue, don’t ask me why
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| Maybe…
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| This is the perfect deal
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| This time the schmo has found her schlemiel
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| Now maybe we’ll
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| Find that happy ending
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| Maybe…
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| You are the missing cog
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| Maybe the princess lost in the fog
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| Kiss the one frog
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| Who was worth befriending
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| The world will go on Much as before
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| I’ll lose the keys right after
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| You lock the door
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| It seems to me That we were meant to be, see
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| We’ve got compatibility
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| You’re the pie and I’m the face
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| You’re the shoe tripping on my lace
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| You’re the yin and I’m the yang
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| You’re the lemon and I’m meringue
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| You’re the fourth of my July
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| Together we’ll blow sky high, and
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| we’ll never say good-bye…but
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| Baby, don’t ask me why
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| Why don’t elephants fly?
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| Why are high heels so high?
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| Why is Ru Paul a guy?
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| Baby, don’t ask me why |