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I'm a girl, and by me that's only great! |
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I am proud that my silhouette is curvy, |
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That I walk with a sweet and girlish gait |
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With my hips kind of swivelly and swervy. |
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I adore being dressed in something frilly |
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When my date comes to get me at my place. |
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Out I go with my Joe or John or Billy, |
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Like a filly who is ready for the race! |
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When I have a brand new hairdo |
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With my eyelashes all in curl, |
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I float as the clouds on air do, |
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I enjoy being a girl! |
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When men say I'm cute and funny |
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And my teeth aren't teeth, but pearl, |
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I just lap it up like honey |
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I enjoy being a girl! |
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I flip when a fellow sends me flowers, |
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I drool over dresses made of lace, |
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I talk on the telephone for hours |
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With a pound and a half of cream upon my face! |
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I'm strictly a female female |
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And my future I hope will be |
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In the home of a brave and free male |
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Who'll enjoy being a guy having a girl... like... me. |
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When men say I'm sweet as candy |
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As around in a dance we whirl, |
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It goes to my head like brandy, |
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I enjoy being a girl! |
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When someone with eyes that smoulder |
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Says he loves ev'ry silken curl |
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That falls on my iv'ry shoulder, |
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I enjoy being a girl! |
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When I hear the compliment'ry whistle |
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That greets my bikini by the sea, |
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I turn and I glower and I bristle, |
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But I happy to know the whistle's meant for me! |
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I'm strictly a female female |
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And my future I hope will be |
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In the home of a brave and free male |
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Who'll enjoy being a guy having a girl... like... me. |
