| You can never overestimate Garbo
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| You can never undress Monroe
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| They may have never heard of Plato
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| But there’s one thing they did know
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| If you want to be desired for a thousand years
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| Keeping it platonic is a good idea
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| «Cut it out Socrates, can’t we just talk»
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| Scissors cut paper, but paper wraps rock
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| Never underestimate Mary
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| The original virginal bride
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| Interpretations may vary but I say
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| God was her piece on the side
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| Prudence is the proper doxy’s friend
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| The paradox is heaven sent
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| The wickedest words are in the Good Book
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| Scissors cut paper, but paper wraps rock
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| Never underestimate the face of Helen of Troy
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| The face of a woman who never agrees to please
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| She’s Paris in a drag of plaster and papyrus
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| That’s why they never undress, they never undress
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| They never undress in this non-stop striptease
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| Never underestimate the huntress
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| The protected species of whore
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| The chariot of Diana Regina’s an enormous
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| Limousine with bulletproof doors
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| It’s rule number one for the wise coquette
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| Stick a long filter on your cigarette
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| Shimmer through a window that’s twice locked
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| Scissors cut paper, oh, but paper wraps rock
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| Never underestimate the face of Helen of Troy
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| The face of a woman who never agrees to please
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| She’s Paris in a drag of plaster and papyrus
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| That’s why they never undress, they never undress
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| They never undress in this non-stop striptease
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| Never underestimate 'Never'
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| And you’ll live to love another day
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| A woman never made a living
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| By giving anything away
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| If you want to be more major than a majorette
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| Stay as rigid and as frigid as a statuette
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| Stay out of the kitchens and the sweatshops
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| Scissors cut paper, but paper wraps rock
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| Undress your best behaviour Helen of Troy
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| Every Green Bus Drives Fast and so does time
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| Brush off the plaster of Paris
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| Every Good Boy, Every Good Boy
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| Every Good Boy Deserves Favour, where’s mine?
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| She will forget you in all except your name
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| In all except the face you wore
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| And the empty words you were good at saying
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| Or else all except the pretentious knots
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| That covered the paper
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| That wrapped up rock |