| Oh babe is such a tramp
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| Screamer creamer, a trick in the camp
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| You’re sittin' on the fella’s faces
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| Helpin' them live their wildest dreams
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| The seam in your jeans has disappeared
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| And I know where it’s gone
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| Screamin' and dyin' deep inside
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| I know it’s gone their alone
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| I know when you’re wearin' a dress
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| You’re not wearin' nothin' else
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| Except that cheeky smile on your face
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| Momma you got a certain sluttish grace
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| You’re such a whore but your honesty glows
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| Like a badge you have won
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| You worn the boards right into the floor
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| You’ve only just begun
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| You’re just a rag but you’re not a bag
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| Indeed what makes me cry
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| Three hours later I’m a gammy leg, you’re still waitin'
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| My balls are dry
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| The seam in your jeans has disappeared
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| And I know where it’s gone
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| Screamin' and dyin' deep inside
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| I know it’s gone their alone
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| Yes I know, yes I know, yes I know
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| I know it’s gone their alone
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| Yes I know, yes I know, yes I know
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| I know it’s gone their alone
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| Momma I’m a down
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| You got me down
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| Down on my knees and I’m screamin and dyin'
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| Down on my knees you got me screamin and cryin'
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| Ooh babe, Ooh babe
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| It ain’t easy to take it mama
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| It ain’t easy to take it mama |