when he was about seventeen
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he stole a magazine
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'dancing queen'
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the frontpage girl called marilyn
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she looked pretty, lean
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and quite obscene
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he knew
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she'd never let him down
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like every other one in town
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she was the only one
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marilyn the dancing queen
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was smiling from his
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TV screen
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marilyn the dancing queen
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was always loving in his
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sweetest dream
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he tried to call the magazine
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left a message on
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their answer machine
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that his in love with marilyn
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if she could phone him back
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he would be keen
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he knew
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she'd never let him down
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like every other one in town
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she was the only one
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marilyn the dancing queen
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was smiling from his
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TV screen
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marilyn the dancing queen
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was loving in
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his sweetest dream
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marilyn, oh marilyn
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champagne, strawberries and cream
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marilyn, oh marilyn
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satin, lace and velveteen
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seet sweet dream
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seet sweet dream
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Marilyn
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| Lovebugs |
