| What a big disgrace and a burning shame
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| But I don’t know who to blame
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| It’s a big disgrace and a burning shame
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| I don’t know who to blame
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| These amount of old woman in the night club
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| Hustling for a bob
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| Stand in the way of a younger girl
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| But it’s time they retire, they too old
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| Caroline and Josephine, making more than fifty
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| And I’m sure without any doubt, they could be meh granny
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| Still they walking 'bout at night
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| With they face like Jack Palance
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| Go to France!
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| Step aside and give the youngsters a chance
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| Oh I’m looking for youth, not experience
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| I can remembr last year Carnival
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| In front the cathedral
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| Tanti Mildred stand up, cool as ever
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| I thought she was a beggar
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| So I give a quarter to Mildred
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| Saying «Mama, buy some bread»
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| She turn around and put she han' on she waist
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| And she cuss me upsided down in the place
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| If you see the woman, brother, she more than sixty
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| And I’m sure without any doubt, she could be meh granny
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| Still she walking 'bout at night
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| With her face like Jack Palance
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| Go to France!
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| Step aside and give the Sparrow a chance
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| I’m looking for youth, not experience
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| Drinking in the night club with me bosom friend
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| Who come down to spend the weekend
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| I look back, who you think I see?
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| One of my family
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| «Good Heavens,» I shout, «Mama Jacob
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| What the France you doing in the night club?»
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| Same time the rock and roll start to play
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| She haul on to a sailor and break away
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| If you see the woman, brother, she more than fifty
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| And I’m sure without any doubt, she could be meh granny
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| Still she walking 'bout at night
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| With she face like Jack Palance
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| Go to France!
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| Stand aside and give your daughters a chance
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| I’m looking for youth, not experience |