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The girls |
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Are as fast as a game |
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Are as bright as a flame |
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And you're always to blame |
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The girls |
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Are as pink as the light |
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And as dark as the night |
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And they're always right |
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The girls |
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Are as cold as the sphinx |
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Always dreaming of minks |
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They drive you to drink |
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The girls |
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Are as soft as a sigh |
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That whispers good-bye |
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And leaves you to cry |
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But the dogs |
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Well, they're only dogs |
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Just wagging their tails |
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As they watch it end |
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Oh, the dogs |
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Well, they're only dogs |
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And maybe that's why |
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They're man's best friend |
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The girls |
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Can make you feel cold |
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Can make you feel old |
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An antique to be sold |
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The girls |
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They play with your heart |
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They tear you apart |
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You're never too smart |
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The girls |
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They throw you from towers |
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They'll whip you with flowers |
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It depends on the hours |
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The girls |
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Will treat you like trash |
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Or let you be brash |
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It depends on your cash |
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But the dogs |
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Don't depend on a thing |
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They just lick your face |
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When they see it end |
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Oh, the dogs |
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Don't depend on a thing |
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And maybe that's why |
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They're man's best friend |
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The girls |
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You know that they are vain |
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They will poison your brain |
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They will drive you insane |
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The girls |
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Will laugh at your jokes |
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How they love the coat on (???) |
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But it is all a hoax |
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The girls |
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Are still making dates |
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they still making you wait |
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and they say you are late |
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The girls |
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Are yours for a throw (?) |
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At least you think so |
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Ah but you will never know |
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The dogs |
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Well you know the dogs |
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They lift up a leg |
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As they see it end |
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The dogs |
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Well you know the dogs |
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And maybe that's why |
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They're man's best friend |
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The girls |
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They're not what they seem |
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They all have a scheme |
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They call it a dream |
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The girls |
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Are as hot as they please |
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And you're down on your knees |
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With the greatest of ease |
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The girls |
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Say you're on the right track |
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Then they take it all back |
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Tie it up in a sack |
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The girls |
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They will give it of course |
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But they give with such force |
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That it gives you remorse |
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But the dogs |
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They give nothing at all |
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They just lift a leg |
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As they watch it end |
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Oh, the dogs |
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They give nothing at all |
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And that's the reason why |
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They're man's best friend |
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And yet it's because of the girls |
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When they've knocked us about |
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And our tears want to shout |
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That we kick the dogs out |
