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I Enjoy Being a Girl |
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I'm a girl and by me that's only great |
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I am proud that my silhouette is curvy |
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that I walk with a sweet and girlish gait |
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With my hips kind of swivelly and swervey |
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I adore being dressed in something frilly |
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When my date comes to get me at my place |
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Out I go with my Joe or John or Billy |
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Like a filly who is ready for the race |
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When I have a brand new hairdo |
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With my eyelashes all in curls |
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I float as the clouds on air do |
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I enjoy being a girl |
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When men say I'm cute and funny |
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And my teeth aren't teeth but pearls |
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I just lap it up like honey |
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I enjoy being a girl |
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I flip when a fellow sends me flowers |
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I drool over dresses made of lace |
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I talk on the telephone for hours |
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with a pound and a half of cream upon my face |
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I'm strictly a female female |
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And my future I hope will be |
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In the home of a brave and free male |
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who'll enjoy being a guy, having a girl like me |
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When men say I'm sweet as candy |
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As around in a dance we whirl |
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It goes to my head like brandy |
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I enjoy being a girl |
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With someone with eyes that smolder |
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Says he loves every silken curl |
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That falls on my ivory shoulder |
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I enjoy being a girl |
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When I hear a complementary whistle |
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That greets my bikini by the sea |
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I turn and I glower and I gristle |
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But I'm happy to know the whistles meant for me |
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I'm strictly a female female |
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And my future I hope will be |
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In the home of a brave and free male |
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who'll enjoy being a guy, having a girl like me |