Jimmy, you know my love is true
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And Davy, you know I love only you
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And Mitchie, you give meaning to every day
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And Nathan, hold on I got somethin' to say
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Menfolk they need their women
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But women don't need their men
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Ladies can walk away grinnin'
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But guys act surprised
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I thought I was your man
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Why'd you leave me baby
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Well sir here's a maybe
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Maybe it's because we can
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"what the hell do you mean?"
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Well for instance
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You get a one you want twofold
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"and what else?"
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You're a fiend, you're tight-fisted
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Got no moral molars
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Shrug your shoulders
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Sell your soul to get your gold
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But hey hey hey
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That ain't nothin' to do with you
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You're a sensitive Joe I'm forgettin'
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But every woman knows
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It's a pose, just a pose
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You're preenin' in your armchair
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And I'm steamin' at your knee
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Go on pontificatin' like I care
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Peter Lorrie, then a story about AC/DC
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Harvard-educated, frustrated dictator
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Tyrant with a PhD
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"what the hell do you mean?"
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Well for instance
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You have started every war
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"and what else?"
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You're obscene, a coincidence
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Get your pornos from Time Warner
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Who is fornicatin' foreign shores
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But hey hey hey
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That ain't nothin' to do with you
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You're a sensitive Joe, I'm forgettin'
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But every woman knows
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It's a pose, just a pose
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Sammy, oh let me put away the kettle
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Oh no honey
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Your arrogance is what makes you special
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And Manny, of course
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When you leave you are missed
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Fellas can't you see I'm pissed
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Tryin' to enjoy my readin'
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But you insist on interpretin' text
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Oh go on fuck off I'm pleadin'
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Every sentence is a pretext for sex sex sex sex
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God you went to Oxford
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Head still in your boxers
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But you're male so what should I expect?
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"what the hell do you mean?"
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Well for instance
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You've committed every rape
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"and what else?"
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I won't heed your insistence
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Mr. copulatin' populatin' masturbatin' denigratin'
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Birth of a Nation instigatin' violator of my escape
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But hey hey hey, that ain't nothin' to do with you
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You're a sensitive Joe, I'm forgettin'
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But every woman knows
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It's a pose, just a pose
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Heaven knows
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The world's your ho
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But she's gettin' too old
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For your pose
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Oh, there she goes
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It's A Pose
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| Nellie McKay |
