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This "Truth"


 
For years upon years they tell us this "truth"
 
That ladies are nice and ladies are sweet 
 
We mustn't tell lies 
 
We must be discreet                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
 
 
Ladies are nice and ladies are sweet 
            
Or so say the men too quick on their feet 
 
We must be discret
 
Don't get it twisted
 
 
 
Or so say the men too quick on their feet 
 
It's only a compliment
 
Don't get it twisted
 
We put on fake smiles abd pretend all is fine  
 
 
It's only a compliment 
 
We mustn't tell lies
   
So we put on fake smiles and pretend all is fine 
 
For years upon years they tell us these lies 
 
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