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Punky young girl you're a piece of work |
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Designed to make a body hurt |
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Punky young girl, well what do you know |
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Got ourselves a new |
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Bardot Punky young girl needs a middle aged man |
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Whose midlife crisis you began |
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Punky young girl, such a work of art |
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Licensing each body part |
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Ooh, don't wanna go yet |
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Lift up your skirt, let me lick the alphabet |
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Punky young girl needs a |
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Terence Stamp |
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Perfect at swinging sixties vamp |
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Punky young girl in it for the craic |
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Pack all your best times lying on your back |
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Oh, Punky young girl what's under there |
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I hope to christ it's lingerie |
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If it goes wrong, don't you look at me |
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My brain don't carry responsibility |
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Ooh, Punky young girl your state of mind |
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Men kneel down, in front of your behind |
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Punky young girl, in it for the craic |
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Our work is such an aphrodisiac |
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Ooh, don't want, don't wanna go yet |
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Lift up your skirt, lick the alphabet |
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We are, we are |
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We are what we wear |
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All the big names, don't have a clue |
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She said, she said... |
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels |
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She said nothing tastes as good |
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels |
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She said nothing tastes as good |
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels |
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She said nothing tastes as good |
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels |
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She said nothing tastes as good |
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels |
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She said nothing tastes as good, as good |
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She said nothing, she said nothing |
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She said nothing tastes, nothing, no no no nothing |
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As good |
