There are those who manage such a charmed existence
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Lucky ladies who've been fortunate since birth
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All the major domos know them
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And obligingly will show them
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Straight to the only table left on earth
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These are people for whom life is not a challenge
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They've got savoir faire that oozes pedigree
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They're the women men will die for
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And millionaires will buy for
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But I fear these ladies aren't me...
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The cake life served me
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is upside down
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The soup du jour I'm having spills
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On my best gown
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I get all wet
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Each time I surf the net, yet
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Baby, don't ask me why
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It always rains on
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My one day off
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And my blind date turned into
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Boris Karloff
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It's like a curse
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I go from bad to worse but
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Baby, don't ask me why
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Funny...
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Down at the IRS
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I get the guy who never says "yes"
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God, what a mess
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It's all so taxing
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Maybe...
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Life is a cosmic gaff
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Fashioning punch lines into a laugh
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Too cute by half
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I don't know, don't ask me And then I saw you
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That rainy day...
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Drenched to the bone and all alone
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What can I say
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When you are near
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My motor hits high gear, dear
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No clue, don't ask me why
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Maybe...
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This is the perfect deal
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This time the schmo has found her schlemiel
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Now maybe we'll
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Find that happy ending
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Maybe...
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You are the missing cog
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Maybe the princess lost in the fog
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Kiss the one frog
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Who was worth befriending
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The world will go on
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Much as before
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I'll lose the keys right after
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You lock the door
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It seems to me
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That we were meant to be, see
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We've got compatibility
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You're the pie and I'm the face
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You're the shoe tripping on my lace
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You're the yin and I'm the yang
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You're the lemon and I'm meringue
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You're the fourth of my July
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Together we'll blow sky high, and
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we'll never say good-bye...but
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Baby, don't ask me why
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Why don't elephants fly?
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Why are high heels so high?
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Why is Ru Paul a guy?
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Baby, don't ask me why
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Don't Ask Me Why
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| Linda Eder |
