| I am a lady With many an admirer Sophisticated lady I am I don't give a damn When men come around Making passes at me Or advancing their desires to love. |
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| I am a lady With little or no knowledge As regards relationships between Men and women,but taught To make out of men objects Of scorn and laughter when They make advances by those Who assume themselves sophisticated And have not got homes to call Their matrimonial homes or steads. |
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| I am a lady That looking upon the past And the efforts made by good And society would-be husbands Has lost a number of chances To be hooked to my matrimonial home But now sprouts with regrets and angers When looking upon the past and The contribution of the so-called sophisticated ladies. |
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