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One girl was called Jean Marie |
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Another little girl was called Felicity |
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Another little girl was Sally Joy |
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The other was me, and I'm a boy |
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My name is Bill, and I'm a head case |
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They practice making up on my face |
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Yeah, I feel lucky if I get trousers to wear |
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Spend evenings taking hairpins from my hair |
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I'm a boy, I'm a boy |
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But my ma won't admit it |
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I'm a boy, I'm a boy |
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But if I say I am, I get it |
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Put your frock on, Jean Marie |
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Plait your hair, Felicity |
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Paint your nails, little Sally Joy |
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Put this wig on, little boy |
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I'm a boy, I'm a boy |
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But my ma won't admit it |
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I'm a boy, I'm a boy |
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But if I say I am, I get it |
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Wanna play cricket on the green |
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Ride my bike across the street |
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Cut myself and see my blood |
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Wanna come home all covered in mud |
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I'm a boy, I'm a boy |
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But my ma won't admit it |
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I'm a boy, I'm a boy |
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But if I say I am, I get it |
