Punky young girl you're a piece of work
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Designed to make a body hurt
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Punky young girl, well what do you know
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Got ourselves a new Bardot
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Punky young girl needs a middle aged man
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Whose midlife crisis you began
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Punky young girl, such a work of art
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Licensing each body part
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Ooh, don't wanna go yet
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Lift up your skirt, let me lick the alphabet
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Punky young girl needs a Terence Stamp
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Perfect at swinging sixties vamp
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Punky young girl in it for the craic
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Pack all your best times lying on your back
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Oh, Punky young girl what's under there
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I hope to christ it's lingerie
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If it goes wrong, don't you look at me
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My brain don't carry responsibility
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Ooh, Punky young girl your state of mind
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Men kneel down, in front of your behind
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Punky young girl, in it for the craic
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Our work is such an aphrodisiac
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Ooh, don't want, don't wanna go yet
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Lift up your skirt, lick the alphabet
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We are, we are
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We are what we wear
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All the big names, don't have a clue
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She said, she said...
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels
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She said nothing tastes as good
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels
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She said nothing tastes as good
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels
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She said nothing tastes as good
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels
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She said nothing tastes as good
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She said nothing tastes as good as skinny feels
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She said nothing tastes as good, as good
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She said nothing, she said nothing
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She said nothing tastes, nothing, no no no nothing
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As good
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Punkyoungirl
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