Party's over it's time to change Shoes away I neatly arrange Next the hairdo On the block Put away my lovely frock T.v.-t.v.
Underwear all tidied away Thirty eight bust just for a day Heels so high My furs so fine All a woman's things, they are mine T.v. - t.v.
Oh, I'm a joyous glad t.v. Why don't you come t.v. with me? I know a girl who loves to dress me Up like this and then caress me To remind me of the way I used to go both night and day In femininity there's pride We'll marry soon I'll be the bride
Chi chi pamela or barbara What a good girl you really are Poetry is awful, so is your prose What's your gender? No one knows T.v. - t.v.
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