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97 lovers twisted out of shape |
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And just one kiss could set them straight |
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97 lovers twisted out of shape |
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And just one kiss could set them straight |
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I know a woman |
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With a picture of Roger Moore |
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In a short towel and dressing-gown |
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Pinned to her bedroom wall |
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She married a man |
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Who works on a building site |
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Now they make love beneath Roger |
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Every Friday night, oh |
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97 lovers twisted out of shape |
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And just one kiss could set them straight |
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97 lovers rose to meet the sun |
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And when the day was over, there were only 91 |
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Another I know |
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Well, she laughs too loud with her friends |
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Playing it safe on the surface |
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To give her heart time to mend |
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And then one day without warning |
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He walks unannounced through the door |
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And he picks her heart up off the table |
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And he watches it smash on the floor |
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97 lovers twisted out of shape |
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And just one kiss could set them straight |
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97 lovers rose to meet the sun |
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And when the day was over, there were only 91 |
