| Ln kindergartens
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| In country or town
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| Our education begins
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| Like little Spartans
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| Were taught to crush down
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| The inclination to sin
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| When we change to gentle adolescence
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| Things get rather strained
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| Theres a strange, peculiar effervescence
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| No one has explained
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| First you learn to spell
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| A little bit
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| Then, if you excel
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| A little bit
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| Other things as well
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| A little bit
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| Come your way;
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| Though the process may be slow to you
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| Knowledge of the world will flow to you
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| Steadily you grow a little bit
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| Day by day;
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| Though you’re too gentle, sentimental, In fact, quite a dreary bore
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| Though you’re aesthetic, apathetic
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| To all men but Bernard Shaw
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| Use the velvet glove
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| A little bit
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| Emulate the dove
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| A little bit
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| Try to learn to love a little bit more
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| Verse 2 (not used in this recording)
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| The art of wooing
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| I’m firmly resolved
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| For men is terribly crude
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| To be pursuing
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| Is not so involved
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| As having to be pursued
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| Doubts and fears
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| Make women work much faster
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| Though they’re frail and weak
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| Taking years
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| Successfully to master
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| Feminine technique
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| Refrain 2 (not used in this recording)
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| First you droop your eyes
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| A little bit
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| Then if you are wise
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| A little bit
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| Register surprise
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| A little bit
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| If he’s bold
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| Stamp your foot with some celerity
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| Murmur with intense sincerity
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| That his immature temerity
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| Leaves you cold
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| But when you get him
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| You must let him
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| And whisper sweetly
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| Indiscreetly
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| He’s the boy that you adore
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| Use the moon above
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| A little bit
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| Emulate the dove
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| A little bit
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| Try to learn to love a little bit more |