They went home and told their wives,
that never once in all their lives,
had they known a girl like me,
But... They went home.
 
They said my house was licking clean,
no word I spoke was ever mean,
I had an air of mystery,
But... They went home.
 
My praises were on all men’s lips,
they liked my smile, my wit, my hips,
they’d spend one night, or two or three.
But...

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