Women
As you walk down the street
Women, girls stop to
Look you up and down
To give you jealous looks
And you can see in their faces
That they are judging you
How silly of them
Don´t they know they are pretty too?
I guess they do not
How silly of them
trying to put you down
Don´t they know we´re
All the same inside and outside
I guess the women do not
know how to act like women
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