Sylvilla looked into her mirror
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Percilla looked into the washing machine
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And the drudgery of being wed
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She was so jealous of her sister
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And her liberty, and her smart young friends
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She was so jealous of her sister
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Sylvilla looked into the wardrobe
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Percilla looked into the frying pan
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And the bacon and eggs
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And the breakfast is served
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She was so jealous of her sister
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And her way of life, and her luxury flat
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She was so jealous of her sister
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She threw away her dirty dishes just to be free again
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Her women's weekly magazines just to be free again
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And put the children in the nursery just to be free again
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Percilla saw her little children
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And then decided she was better off
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Than the wayward lass that her sister had been
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No longer jealous of her sister
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So she ran 'round the house with her curlers on
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No longer jealous of her sister
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Two Sisters
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