We'll do the tango We'll try the fox trot I'll eat a mango You drink a straight scotch You know I told you You could be classy So why did you have To be so nasty?
Remember the curls Of the deutscher girls? A love of mine From down on the rhine
I'll fill your bath with The finest champagne I'll lick your skin dry I cherish your name The stakes get higher As you dress sparsely So why did you have To be so nasty?
I love your blonde hair I kiss your pigtails And I could not share The scratch of your nails And though you mark me Your eyes so glassy Oh why did you have To be so nasty?
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