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Close your legs, open your mind
Leave those compliments well behind
Dig a little deeper into yourself
And you may find...
Come over here, just sit right down
Needn't comb your hair, needn't pout or frown
I hear you've turned our young men
Into dribbling clowns

ref.
36D! so what?! (D!) so what?
Is that all that you've got?
(2x)

Make their day and go ahead
Remove your clothes, lie on their bed
Just a last gasp chance or an outside bet
To the easily led...
And before you do just what you do
Here' one thought for you to chew
The men who run the business that you sell
They screw you too

ref.

You're just another 365 night stand
But you're so handy, you're so handy
You cheapen and you nasty every woman in this land
But you're so handy, you're so handy...
Your picture's hanging pretty on the squaddies' walls
You're Steven's, Andy's, you're Ian's, you're Paul's
Your body's through of fondly in the rugby mauls
But you want more...
Your name is always mentioned in the jokes we crack
You're coaching horses and wolf packs
Your clothes has turned the passive into maniacs
But you want more

ref. 2x

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