1.
Susan left her's like a finger print on everything she touched.
Jennifer bore her's like a weight that hung around her neck.
Loraine´s was a house secure from which she peered out at the world.
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All these pretty women, every where I go!
Wonder what it´d be like to be the one who knows?
Wonder if she´s wondering too? Oh come on Baby let´s go!
2.
Some women wear it easy. Some women wear it light-
Artificially extracted and applied just right,
then dress it up in something tight, and use your fantasy.
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3.
Walking with my old lady, wondering what went wrong,
wondering why we´ve got to build her's up like a house up from the ground...
By the time we get the roof put on we both will have grown old.
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All these pretty women, every where I go!
They say we´re not the body, that all we are is soul.
Here she comes again, Oh, I really want to know.
Chorus 1:
good rhythm... a touch of cynicism/bitterness. you are very good. eric