Woman... woe-man... whoooa-man. She was a thief, you gotta believe, she stole my heart and my cat. Betty, Judy, Josie and those hot Pussycats... they make me horny, Saturday morny... girls of cartoo-ins will leave me in ruins... I want to to be Betty's Barney. Hey Jane... get me off this crazy thing... called love.(So I married an axe murder) Hey let it fling -- somethings bound to stick.
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Woman... woe-man... whoooa-man.
She was a thief, you gotta believe,
she stole my heart and my cat.
Betty, Judy, Josie and those hot Pussycats... they make me horny,
Saturday morny...
girls of cartoo-ins
will leave me in ruins...
I want to to be Betty's Barney.
Hey Jane... get me off this crazy thing... called love.(So I married an axe murder)
Hey let it fling -- somethings bound to stick.
What?? And I thought I'd been reading the musings of ol' Lizzy herself! Ahh....the disappointment of it all...
Landshark, were you the one rifling through me knickers drawer?
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