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Is it a matter of opinion |
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Or just a contradiction |
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But from where I come from |
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All the blondes have more fun |
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Well, just awatch them sisters on a Saturday night |
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Peroxide causin' all the fights |
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Oh, yeah, oh, yeah |
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I took a rose in Texas |
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She gimme plenty of practice |
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But I couldn't touch the surface |
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'Cause of recent facelift |
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She had no idea what love's about |
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'Cept the one o'clock call on the casting couch |
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Oh, yeah, oh, yeah |
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Sissy from New York |
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Was on the cover of New Vogue |
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I ain't supposed to be available |
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So completely untouchable |
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I got a Limousine and bodyguard and chaperone |
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But God knows Rodder just needs to ball |
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Oh, yeah, oh, yeah |
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You can keep your black and your red heads |
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You can keep your brunettes too |
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I wanna girl that's semi intelligent |
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Gimme a blonde that's six feet two |
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Boy and that ain't all |
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I had a crush on Bardot |
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Fell in love with Monroe |
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Read about 'em in the nationals |
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All the juicy little scandals |
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But I never saw 'em dancin' at the County Hall |
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With the short fat guy's prematurely bald |
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No no, no, no no no, dig this |
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You can keep your black and your red heads |
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You can keep your brunettes too |
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Don't wanna subservient woman |
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Gimme a blonde that's six feet two |
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Boy and that ain't all, oh yeah |
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Oh yeah |
