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If I was with a woman, she'd wonder what was happening |
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Little things would slowly go askew |
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If I was with a woman, I'd make her quite unhappy |
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Specially when she did not want me to |
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If I was with a woman, I'd make believe I loved her |
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When all the time I would not like her much |
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If I was with a woman, she'd soon become unsettled |
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I'd show her but I would not let her touch |
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Look at them laughing |
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Look at them laughing |
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Look at them laughing |
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Laughing, laughing |
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If I was with a woman, I'd never ask her questions |
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But if she did not want me to, I would |
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If I was with a woman, I'd offer my indifference |
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And make quite sure she never understood |
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If I was with a woman, I'd threaten to unload her |
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Every time she asked me to explain |
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If I was with a woman, she'd have to learn to cherish |
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The purity and depth of my disdain |
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Look at them laughing |
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Look at them laughing |
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Look at them laughing |
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Laughing, laughing |
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I've been with a woman, she took away my spirit |
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No woman's coming close to me again |
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I've been with a woman, she took away my spirit |
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No woman's coming close to me again |
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Look at them laughing |
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Look at them laughing |
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Look at them laughing |
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Laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing |
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Laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing |
