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I'd seen it all that afternoon |
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I'd seen it all, and your brother's too |
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You showed me round your mother's front room |
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And dropped your pants |
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Took off your shoes |
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You can't tell me now that you're laid |
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You can't sell me now that you're paid |
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You can't shelve me now that you're made |
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You can't tell me now that you're laid |
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You have a flair for taking off clothes |
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You left me there and nobody knows |
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how you came round four times that day |
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and had your way, walked away |
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You can't tell me now that you're laid |
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You can't sell me now that you're laid |
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You can't tell me now that you're laid |
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You can't sell me now that you're paid |
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You can't shelve me now that you're made |
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You can't tell me now that I'm laid |
